When Zachary said Andrew was the buyer of his property, the group was dumbfounded. The wealthy heirs even stared at him in disbelief. One asked, "Mr. Fischer, you can't be serious! Of all people, you'd sell Serenity Villa to some nobody?" Another laughed. "I get it—this is one of Mr. Fischer's jokes! It has to be!" There was simply no way the crown jewel of The Sovereign Residences could be sold to some bottom-feeder. The heirs burst into forced laughter, scrambling to smooth over the absurdity. Even Xavier, after a stunned pause, joined in with a chuckle. "Zachary, you had me going there for a second! We're both military men—that's a bond thicker than blood. Come on, name your price. This villa… let's just say it's critical for me." Zachary shook his head. "I'm not joking. The ownership of Serenity Villa is ready to be transferred." Xavier's smile stayed polished, but his grip tightened on Zachary's shoulder. "Perfect. Then let it change hands to me. Unless… Our brotherhood
"Oh, and name your price—just send me the number later, and I'll wire you the money." Andrew cut straight to the point, demanding the keys. He had had enough of these so-called elite brats—each one so full of themselves. He wondered why they were barking and acting so arrogantly. Zachary did not waste time either. He swiftly pulled out a palm-sized velvet box and handed it to Andrew. "Mr. Lloyd, this is Serenity Villa's jade key. It's not the most practical for daily use. Once you and Ms. Stevens move in, we'll register your fingerprints and retinal scans. After that, you won't even need a key." Andrew casually tossed the box to Aspen and strode toward Serenity Villa's gates, muttering, "Got it." Aspen fumbled to catch the box, her face a picture of stunned disbelief. The most exclusive villa in The Sovereign Residence had just been sold without a contract, negotiations, or even a grand handover ceremony. She stood there, utterly bewildered. Xavier's face darkened instantl
Zachary turned to Luna with genuine regret in his tone."Ms. Phelan, my sincerest apologies. Had it not been for Mr. Lloyd, I would've been happy to accommodate you with Serenity Villa as a gesture of goodwill." Luna's expression remained unreadable, her voice frosty. "The villa is yours to sell, Mr. Fischer. I've no interest in petty squabbles over property." Zachary gave a polite nod and, with Ruth in tow, took his leave. His business here was done—the villa now belonged to Andrew. The moment he was gone, Luna's mask of indifference shattered into glacial fury. Xavier, scrambling to salvage the situation, muttered, "Luna, I swear I'll get that villa for you—" Luna said calmly, "There's no need. Zachary already gave it to Andrew, so naturally, we no longer stand a chance. That's that—I'll be leaving now. Oh, and Colonel Haywood, you and I are in a superior-subordinate relationship. Whether it's on base or out in the field, I expect you to remember that. "So from now on, I w
Aspen ran through every room and checked out the front and back of the house. By the end of it, her legs were sore. Even so, instead of feeling tired, her delicate face was lit up with excitement and wonder. "Hey, this place is hands-down the best, fanciest, and most expensive location I've ever seen in my life!" she said, rubbing her aching calves while smiling up at Andrew. Andrew replied casually, "Judging by that smile you can't wipe off your face, I'm guessing you're falling in love with it?" Aspen pouted. "Saying I'm not would just be lying to myself. Serenity Villa is clearly the kind of estate that money alone can't buy. A place like this… I'd say only the top families in Blumedale are worthy of it." Andrew let out a dismissive snort. "Don't put those so-called Blumedale elites on a pedestal. Serenity Villa isn't some heavenly paradise. Just remember—the view from the top is always the most breathtaking. And Blumedale in Gabo Creek Province? That place barely makes it t
Andrew replied coolly, "Alright, fine. I did do it on purpose. But the only reason I chose the room next to yours was so it'd be easier for you to wake me up in the mornings. Nothing more—so don't go overthinking it." Aspen crossed her arms and let out a cold laugh. "You think I'm buying that?" Andrew shrugged. "Whether you believe it or not doesn't matter. Even if I asked you to warm my bed at night, would you dare say no?" "You…" Aspen was instantly at a loss for words. Her cheeks turned pink as she silently fumed. She was sure that the bastard Andrew was still lusting after her body. Andrew seemed to read her mind and scoffed, "You dumb woman. Don't flatter yourself. Do you really think the only reason I went through the trouble of snatching Serenity Villa from Zachary and picked the room next to yours was just to sleep with you?" As Aspen let out a sarcastic chuckle, Andrew headed downstairs, adding, "I did it because you're weak. If you got yourself killed because of on
Ethan refused to let it go. He pointed at Andrew, cursing under his breath. "Kid, I'm not gonna stoop to your level. But if I actually wanted to deal with you, you wouldn't even live to see the sunrise tomorrow. You better believe that." Xavier stepped forward and looked down at Andrew with a calm, superior gaze. "I can see you've got some skill. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to stand up to my younger brother, Seth. "But here's a word of advice—you've made too many enemies. And your attitude? It's practically begging for trouble. Sooner or later, it'll catch up to you." Andrew raised a brow. "So that scumbag Seth is your little brother, huh? That means you're from the Haywoods." Although Xavier tried maintaining a cool, aloof front, a hint of arrogance still slipped through his mask. "I'm the eldest son of the Haywoods. Go ask anyone on the streets of Blumedale—see if there's a soul who doesn't know the name Xavier Haywood." Andrew shook his head. "Sorry, but I'm not
The red Ferrari sped down from the mountaintop of The Sovereign Residences, tires slicing through the breeze with precision. Aspen sat in the passenger seat, hesitating for a while before finally speaking. "That Xavier… turns out he's Seth's older brother, and even worse—he's a full-blown colonel. Andrew, a colonel in the military is basically a god to most people. You'd better… watch your back." Andrew hit the brakes and stopped right in front of the gated entrance of The Sovereign Residences. He turned with a grin. "Aspen, are you worried about my safety?" Aspen scoffed, gritting her teeth a little. "Worried is a stretch. I'm just giving you a heads-up. And don't act like it's nothing. We haven't even cleaned up the mess with Seth and Mr. Parks." She added, "And now you've provoked the Haywoods' golden boy too? All I can say is—way to add fuel to the fire." Andrew said flatly, "One loser or 100 losers, there's no real difference." At that moment, the two martial arts guard
Andrew said indifferently, "I was just being honest. I don't see how that counts as a joke. And besides, didn't you dress up to please Mr. McCormick's eyes?" Chantelle, who usually stayed cool as ice, immediately felt her temper flare. "You…" Andrew could not be bothered to deal with her. Without waiting for any announcement, he pushed open Derek's office door and swaggered in. "Uncouth brute…" Chantelle gritted her teeth and followed behind him with a scowl. Derek's office, just like his reputation, was simple and understated. Aside from two traditional landscape paintings and a few framed family photos, Andrew did not see a single decorative item inside. "Mr. Lloyd, you're here—please, have a seat!" Derek stood up with a warm smile the moment Andrew walked in. Andrew chuckled. "Mr. McCormick, you're the top official in Gabo Creek Province. If you're personally welcoming me, I might start getting a big head. You go ahead and sit—I'll manage just fine." Derek took his sea