Esther's gaze at Andrew had unknowingly turned cautious. Just as Zephyr had warned, Andrew was not just a small fish in a pond—he was a monster in the deep sea.

Zephyr's thoughts ran even deeper. He quickly ran the numbers in his mind, comparing Andrew's assets to those of the Bridgefields' Stevens family.

The Stevens, an established family in their own right, had a combined net worth of around 20 billion. Yet, when stacked against Andrew, it was barely a third.

Sighing, Zephyr raised his glass and offered a toast. "Mr. Lloyd, you're truly remarkable. Even without Aspen as a factor, I'd still have immense respect for you."

Andrew lifted his glass with a relaxed smile. "You're too kind, Mr. Stevens. I've said it before, I owe my success to your precious daughter."

After Zephyr's toast, the rest of the Stevens family quickly followed suit, standing one by one to raise their glasses. None dared be left out, each exchanging warm words and friendly banter with Andrew.

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