The next morning, Andrew woke up in his luxurious bed at the Moonlit Sanctuary and noticed several missed calls on his phone. When he called back, Dylan's voice came through, weak but filled with excitement.

"Mr. Lloyd, we succeeded!" Dylan exclaimed.

Andrew remained surprisingly calm and replied with a smile, "Well then, congratulations, Dylan."

"No, Mr. Lloyd, you deserve the most credit," Dylan said. "These results are all thanks to you."

Andrew responded, "It still depended on your team's performance. The Blood Surge Pill has quite an intense aftereffect. Rest up and recover well. When you're back on your feet, South City will be ready for its rise."

"Understood, Mr. Lloyd!" Dylan laughed respectfully before hanging up.

After some thought, Andrew tried calling Natasha, but her phone was turned off. He tried another number with the same result.

"Interesting," Andrew smiled casually as he set his phone aside and went to freshen up.

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