"Tony, you're dead if you touch Mr. Lloyd," Cedric growled as he slammed his fist on the table at the Aicker residence, rising to his feet with a terrifying expression.

"Grandpa, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?" Francesca asked in surprise.

"I just got the news that the East Side gang just kidnapped Mr. Lloyd," Cedric said, gritting his teeth.

Francesca instantly panicked. "How could this happen? Grandpa, we need to go save him!"

Cedric glanced at her and waved his hand dismissively. "You stay home and rest. Let me handle this."

Francesca insisted, "No, I need to see for myself that he's okay."

Cedric conceded. "Fine. Simon, Fran and I are heading to the East Side. Watch the house."

Simon, Cedric's senior apprentice, grumbled, "Mr. Aicker, why should we care if Andrew lives or dies? Tony's not someone we should mess with! He runs the East Side underground. We shouldn't make an enemy of him."

"You fool!" Cedric snapped. "Lauren and Dylan are already charging into th