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