With those words, the Weller family was immediately silenced, holding back their protest. Harvey stared in disbelief and said, "Lauren, the Oakridge Club is such a precious asset. Surely you wouldn't give away something so valuable just for a man, would you?" Lauren smiled and simply stated, "Because I want to!" Kane, speaking as an elder, felt compelled to step in with a warning. He cautioned sternly, "A casual fling is one thing, but your father would be furious if he found out you're purchasing the Oakridge Club just to gift it to some young man." Lauren remained unfazed and replied, "Mr. Weller Senior, just focus on the sales. How I spend my money and what I do with my purchases is my business alone." After repeatedly hitting a wall with Lauren, Kane let out a cold snort and said, "Since you won't listen to reason, fine—the price remains at 120 million, not a dollar less." Andrew quickly interjected, "Ms. Rhodes, since they're not budging, let's leave. There are better
Lauren and her group could not help but chuckle. After all, 22.5 million dollars was somewhat unreasonable. However, Andrew spoke coldly, "What's wrong with 22.5 million? The Weller family wouldn't be selling their assets if you weren't drowning in debt, would you?" He continued with a piercing observation, "Since your family is clearly desperate enough to sell your properties, you're hardly in a position to be picky—without Ms. Rhodes, I doubt anyone would offer even 15 million for the Oakridge Club." Kane and Harvey's expressions shifted subtly, as Andrew's words had struck a nerve. During the Weller family's prime, they could have easily demanded 150 million for the Oakridge Club, and buyers would have lined up. However, with their reputation tarnished by debt, they were lucky to get any offers at all. "Fine, 30 million—it's a deal!" Kane gritted his teeth, fearing that Andrew might lower the price. At this point, he could not risk losing even the 30 million offer. Clos
In the next moment, Kane exploded with rage, "You ungrateful brat, are you threatening me? I order you to stand down right now!" Harvey did not move, instead giving his father a sinister smile. "Dad, I need money, power, the family's influence, and our best people—and I can only control these things as the head of the family." He snarled, "But I can't wait five years. If you truly love me as your son, then hand over your position quickly, and I promise the Weller family will return to its former glory under my leadership!" Kane refused to listen and shouted, "I told you to stand down! Or are you planning to rebel against me?" Harvey's fierce expression gradually softened as he knelt respectfully. He said with sudden humility, "Dad, I apologize for my impulsiveness just now. As you said, I'm still inexperienced and not ready to lead the Weller family. Five more years of training will do me good." Kane's boiling anger began to subside as he snorted. "Do you really mean that?"
Serena gasped in horror. "Harvey, don't do anything rash. He's your father and the head of the Weller family! If you rebel against him, you'll certainly die." Harvey scoffed. "I'm not stupid enough to openly commit patricide. Just keep giving him that drug I provided daily, but from today, increase the dosage. His health is failing fast, and I'm sure he won't last a month!" Serena shivered and protested, "No, if it's too obvious and he discovers it, I'll be executed. I'm already doing enough by helping you, so don't push me to take more risks." Harvey remained silent, his eyes roaming over his stepmother's curves as a lustful smile spread across his face. He whispered menacingly, "Serena, we're in this together now. We've already crossed lines we shouldn't have. If you don't help me, and Dad find out what's between us, do you think you'll survive?" Serena raised her hand in fury to slap him. "You bastard, are you threatening me?" Harvey caught her hand and roughly pulled
Andrew smiled gently. "I'm not leaving. I just think building a specialized medical center at the Oakridge Club site would be better than running another exclusive clubhouse." Lauren beamed at him. "Oh, my precious Dr. Lloyd! You have such a noble heart, always wanting to help others! You have my complete support!" Francesca rolled her eyes. "Lauren, since when did he become yours? Don't be so shameless!" Lauren shot back playfully, "So what if I'm shameless? If you've got the guts, why don't you throw yourself at him too? Let him admire your legendary assets." Francesca flushed with anger and embarrassment. "Lauren, seriously?" As a petite woman with an exaggerated figure, Francesca often found herself the center of attention. While her appearance attracted admiration, she secretly found the constant focus a bit overwhelming. Being openly teased about it—especially in front of Andrew—made her burn with embarrassment. "Lauren, stop joking around!" she snapped, her face glo
Finley's attendants taunted Andrew with crossed arms, treating him like he was beneath them. "What are you waiting for, fool? Didn't you hear Mr. Moore's order?" "Mr. Moore is a very distinguished person. It's your own bad luck that you heard his business in Jayrodale, so do as he say! Or do you want us to help you?" Andrew frowned and spoke firmly. "Even if you're from a martial arts sect, does your leadership really teach you to harm innocent civilians so casually?" Finley snapped his fan shut with a sharp click and replied arrogantly, "Since you know I'm from a martial arts sect, you should understand that no one in Jayrodale can touch me even if I decided to do worse than just taking your tongue." Francesca's expression changed as she whispered, "Lauren, Andrew, maybe we should leave." Lauren remained silent but seemed to agree with Francesca's suggestion, while Andrew sat unmoved and asked calmly, "Ladies, is this Hidden Dragons really so powerful in the Gabo Creek are
One of Finley's attendants sneered, her tone dripping with disdain. "Do you know how many women would kill for Mr. Moore's attention? You better not act like you're too good for him!" Lauren took a deep breath and replied coldly, "You're bold to act so arrogant on our turf here in Jayrodale. Fine—the Rhodes family isn't afraid to take on the Hidden Dragons." She reached for her phone to call for backup. Francesca also took out her phone, ready to call Cedric. Finley smirked as he leaned back, clearly amused. "Oh, calling for backup? Go ahead, call whoever you want. Just remember—I haven't laid a single finger on either of you. Even if your families send their forces, do you really think they can touch me? Go ahead, try it!" Andrew slowly stood up at this point. "Ms. Rhodes, Ms. Aickers, there's no need to make those calls." Lauren responded firmly, "Dr. Lloyd, we don't need to be afraid. The Hidden Dragons may be powerful, but the Rhodes family has never bowed to anyone in J
Andrew's slap sent Finley flying, causing the latter to howl in pain. Finley clutched his face as blood mixed with shattered teeth sprayed across the floor. Yet, it was not the searing pain in his mouth that stung the most—it was the sheer audacity of this nobody daring to strike him, fully aware of his connections. Did this guy have a death wish? "If you were a reasonable man, then even if you were just some street vendor, I wouldn't stoop to hurting you," Andrew said calmly, watching Finley wail in pain as blood seeped through his fingers. "But since you won't listen to reason, I couldn't care less if you're from the mighty Hidden Dragons or their leader is your granduncle—I'll do whatever I want." His words weren't particularly loud, but they carried an undeniable power that left Lauren and Francesca momentarily stunned. They had not expected Andrew to resort to violence so quickly, leaving Finley crumpled on the ground, likely with a broken jaw. "How dare you hurt Mr