"At this point, West End can't even send out a proper representative," Andrew stated emotionlessly. "Since you're treating me like I don't exist, I'll kill you first, then have a chat with Natasha."

"Mr. Lloyd, please don't go too far!" a voice suddenly thundered from behind.

"Conan, done watching the show from your hiding spot?" Andrew smirked as he released his grip and kicked the tattooed giant toward Conan.

Conan's face twitched. He knew the tattooed giant was one of Natasha's most fea