The moment Zachary spotted Andrew, his face lit up, being all friendly. However, he bit back the title "General" at the last second, settling for "Mr. Lloyd".

Beside him, Ruth bowed her head respectfully. "Mr. Lloyd, Ms. Stevens."

Andrew smirked. "Zac, you'd better not be overselling this house of yours. I've got high standards."

Zachary hurriedly said, "Mr. Lloyd, I swear on my life. If my villa isn't the crown jewel of The Sovereign Residences, you can toss me off the balcony. Many have been eyeing it, and even Xavier Haywood—that 'Unbeatable Warlord' of theirs—has been frothing to buy it for years."

Aspen could not help but ask, "Mr. Fischer… We just saw a tall colonel enter with Ms. Phelan. Was that Xavier?"

Zachary nodded. "Most likely. He must've found out I was coming today and decided to show up first."

Seeing Zachary's frown, Andrew raised an eyebrow. "Is this a problem for you? If it's inconvenient, we can look elsewhere."

Zachary snorted. "That Haywood brute is