Harvey felt better knowing Andrew was in bigger trouble than him. He smirked and muttered, "Tony's even more ruthless than Dylan. Andrew won't have a single bone left intact when Tony is done with him."

Just outside the restaurant, three SUVs suddenly surrounded Andrew. He remained calm as he watched several men step out of the vehicles.

"Remember me?" Juan sneered through his barely healed bruises. "Today will be your last."

"Oh, I remember," Andrew replied with a smirk. "How could I forget? Last time, I beat you up so badly that you were almost unrecognizable."

The memory of Andrew's slaps at the racetrack still haunted Juan. "You won't be laughing soon. Before we kill you, I'm going to make sure you know exactly how it feels to have your face destroyed."

Standing nearby with a cold glare, Rocco chimed in, "Don't play any tricks. Cooperate, and I might make it quick. If not…" His voice trailed off menacingly, leaving no room for doubt.

Andrew raised an eyebrow. "Let me g