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Andrew frowned as he glanced at the arrogant woman before him. Though attractive, her superiority complex was something he could not stand. "I suppose this is Aspen Stevens from the Bridgefields' Stevens family?" Dylan asked in surprise. Aspen smiled condescendingly and replied, "Mr. Garner, I'm surprised you know who I am. I didn't realize my reputation had spread so far into Jayrodale." "You're indeed well-known for both your business acumen and martial arts skills," Dylan said coldly. "However, this isn't Bridgefields—it's Jayrodale, and such a high-profile attitude might not serve you well here." Aspen responded with unwavering confidence, "Mr. Garner, you should worry about yourself first. I hear South City is about to fall into Mr. Giordano's hands from the Northern District." She paused before adding, "As it happens, I have quite a good relationship with Mr. Giordano. If you ask nicely, I might put in a good word for South City." Dylan scoffed. "Who do you think you
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Aspen said, "I've just arrived in Jayrodale, but I've already investigated everything thoroughly. You helped Stevens Corporation, and then Mr. Stevens Senior spoke up for you at the family dinner, trying to get you and Christie back together. Tell me, is this true or false?" "The event happened, but I had no prior knowledge of Mr. Stevens Senior's intentions," Andrew replied coldly. "Excuses!" Aspen laughed mockingly. "The truth is clear—you used your favor to manipulate Mr. Stevens Senior into speaking up for you, all to get back with Christie. Your help to the family wasn't genuine; you had ulterior motives. Christie would be blind to choose someone like you." Andrew shook his head and clapped sarcastically. "Aspen, though this is our first meeting, I must say I'm truly impressed with you." "What? Impressed that I exposed your true colors?" Aspen sneered. Andrew smiled. "Yes, genuinely impressed! I never thought I'd meet someone as idiotic as you. It's truly rare—I can't he
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The gala officially began at six in the evening. Since Andrew and Dylan were not there to dance, they found a spot to sit down and sample the gourmet offerings while keeping an eye on Finley and Yvonne's movements. The West End gala attracted Jayrodale's elite society, and the dining area showcased nothing but premium delicacies. "There are some real beauties here, like that Serena," Dylan said admiringly. "I wouldn't mind getting to know such a sultry woman." Andrew gave him an odd look and said, "You're sick—you've got the Casanova Syndrome." "Mr. Lloyd, is this Casanova Syndrome serious?" Dylan asked anxiously, knowing that Andrew was a brilliant physician whose diagnoses were never to be taken lightly. Andrew peeled a lobster tail, popped it in his mouth, and shook his head. "This condition is usually incurable." "Incurable?" Dylan's face turned pale. "Mr. Lloyd, am I going to die?" "You won't die," Andrew laughed, making Dylan sigh with relief. "Mr. Lloyd, I've nev
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It was clear that Natasha did not want Finley touching her, but he basked in the attention, beaming as he said, "Madam, you've heard everyone's requests. Since they all want to see us dance, how can you refuse?" Natasha frowned slightly. Finley was annoying as a persistent pest, but she worried that refusing him outright in front of everyone might cause a scene. Just then, a female voice cut through the tension. "If Madam Vostokoff doesn't want to dance with Mr. Moore, shouldn't a true gentleman step back rather than put her in an awkward position?" "Who do you think you are to meddle in my affairs?" Finley turned with displeasure. Aspen smiled, looking sharp in her tailored suit. "Mr. Moore, you seem quite temperamental. I'm Aspen from the Bridgefields' Stevens family." Finley nodded thoughtfully and said, "Ah, Ms. Stevens. Don't tell me you're also vying to be Madam Vostokoff's dance partner?" "And why not?" Aspen lifted her chin proudly. "Who says Madam Vostokoff's partn
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"Is there a problem?" Natasha asked with a smile. "Madam, please hear me out," Aspen said seriously. "Andrew isn't worthy of being your dance partner. In fact, he's not even worthy of being your servant." Natasha shook her head and replied, "Ms. Stevens, this is my business. Now, if you'll excuse me, we can chat more after the gala." After that, she walked straight toward Andrew, leaving Aspen stunned. The other guests had also noticed Natasha's movement, and whispers began to circulate through the crowd. "What's so special about this guy that Madam Vostokoff would ask him to dance?" someone muttered. "She even turned down Finley. Could she actually be interested in him?" another wondered aloud. "That's no ordinary guy—that's Andrew Lloyd, and rumor has it that he doesn't even bow down to Finley or Atlas!" someone explained. The crowd buzzed with gossip, especially the men who watched jealousy as Natasha smiled at Andrew like a lovesick teenager. Finley squeezed Yvo
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Christina could not understand how Andrew had such an effect on these exceptional women. First Lauren, then Francesca, and now someone even more remarkable—Natasha, the powerful widow who ruled West End. Returning to the lounge, she said to Aspen, "Aspen, let's just head home." Aspen shook her head. "Not yet, Christie. You need to learn to handle these situations, even if you don't like them." "I don't want to breathe the same air as Andrew," Christina replied coldly. "What's wrong? Does it bother you that this worthless gold-digger is suddenly so successful?" Aspen asked with a knowing smile. Christina responded stiffly, "If he can climb the social ladder through women, that's his talent. It doesn't bother me." Aspen said seriously. "No, Christie, you're wrong. He's not moving up his status—he simply doesn't know his place. Once powerful women like Madam Vostokoff get bored with this nobody, they'll kick him to the curb. I've seen it happen countless times." … Out o
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Andrew shook his head, "I'm not sure. Although these photos alone might anger Atlas, given his calculated nature, he'll likely choose to stay calm." "True," Natasha agreed. "Atlas is too shrewd. When he sees these photos, his first instinct will be to control his anger toward Finley. We need to push further, make Atlas so furious he'll turn against Finley completely." Dylan shrugged. "Going further means catching them in the act. But where are we going to get that kind of evidence?" "Where are Finley and Yvonne now?" Andrew asked. "They went to the lounge after the gala, but we don't have cameras there," Dylan replied. Natasha sighed, "We obviously can't install surveillance in the lounges—that would offend too many important people." Just then, Antonio came in with news. "Madam, Mr. Garner, Mr. Lloyd—Yvonne has already left the estate." "So this operation wasn't perfect," Natasha said, rubbing her temples. "Without concrete evidence between Yvonne and Finley, we don't ha
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Andrew set down the glasses and nodded to them both. "Both glasses contain traces of the drug. Since Finley and Yvonne used this lounge, it's safe to assume they both consumed it." "So, Finley drugged Yvonne," Natasha blurted out. "Which means he wanted to…" "He wanted to sleep with her," Dylan cut in eagerly. "Everything before was just an act. He secretly drugged Yvonne, and they might be in the middle of it right now!" Natasha's face lit up with excitement. "That's got to be it! That sly bastard Finley really knows how to play dirty." "Quick, we need to find out where Finley and Yvonne went," Andrew urged. "The drug acts fast. Based on when they left, it should be taking effect right about now." Natasha smirked coldly. "Leave it to my people to handle this. We'll track them down and catch them in the act." She turned to Andrew with an amused smile. "Impressive. Even in this mess, you still managed to uncover a lead, darling." Without Andrew's sharp observation and noti
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