Chapter 23
“Andrew, you need to run! Get out of Jayrodale, now!” Christina urged, her eyes filled with worry after carefully considering the situation.
Andrew calmly replied, “I don’t think that’s necessary.”
Christina flew into a rage, shouting, “Don’t you understand? You’re in trouble! How can you say it’s not necessary?”
Andrew smirked. “So what? Do you think I’ve caused trouble for your family? That I’m giving you problems?”
“Isn’t that exactly what’s happening?”
The retort left Andrew speechless.
Irene grabbed Christina’s arm, pulling her away. Christie, let’s go. All this trouble is because of this jerk. It has nothing to do with us. Come on, let’s leave.”
Leroy chimed in, “Christie, let’s go. Harvey is coming back from overseas tomorrow, and he can help us handle this. Stevens Corporation won’t be affected.”
Christina nodded quickly. “You’re right. Harvey’s coming back tomorrow. He’ll sort this out. Everything will be fine.”
She turned to Andrew, her expression complicated. “Andrew, you should run. Don’t worry. I’ll ask Harvey to intervene and calm Dylan’s anger. You’ll be okay, but you probably can’t return to Jayrodale.”
Andrew chuckled sarcastically. “Is that so? Ms. Stevens, you’re so generous, asking your fiancé to save your ex’s life. Should I prepare a big thank–you gift for your oh–so–powerful fiancé?”
Hearing the mockery in Andrew’s tone, Christina shook her head, disappointed. “You’re hopeless. Even at a time like this, you’re still jealous.”
“Let me tell you an uncomfortable truth: Harvey has the power to handle Dylan. You might not like it, but it’s the truth,” she added firmly.
Andrew replied coldly, “He must be really something. But I don’t need anyone else to handle my business.” With that, he walked away.
Shawn saw an opportunity and approached with a friendly smile. “Christie, that loser doesn’t appreciate your help. He’s doomed. I was forced to act the way I did earlier. Don’t be angry. The Fields family will do everything we can to help mediate.”
Christina responded indifferently, “That won’t be necessary. From now on, Stevens. Corporation won’t be troubling the Fields family.”
Irene scoffed. “Shawn, the Fields family should just stay out of this. You’re nothing compared to Harvey.”
+25 BONUS
As Christina’s family walked away, Shawn’s face darkened.
‘Bitch! You’ll see!‘ he thought bitterly.
Later that night, in a large underground fight club on the south side of the city, over a thousand spectators cheered as two men faced off in the ring. One was built like a wrestler, with a fierce face and a chest covered in black halt. He charged forward with a roar.
His opponent was an unassuming young man with a friendly smile who looked harmless. With lightning speed, the smiling youth struck the big man’s throat and immediately withdrew hist hand.
The big man’s expression froze, and he stood there rigidly. The audience was confused, not sure what had happened. Meanwhile, the smiling youth had already left the ring, with his follower draping a jacket over his shoulders.
It was only then that the big man collapsed with a thud.
The referee checked and announced, trembling, “He’s dead!”
The crowd was silent for a moment before erupting into excited cheers.
“Dylan! Dylan!”
“Dylan is unbeatable!”
“No one can defeat him!”
Dylan was known to be a wolf in sheep’s clothing, looking harmless but actually cruel.
“Mr. Garner, Baldy and his crew failed,” one of Dylan’s men reported as he left the fight club.
Dylan’s smile barely changed. “What happened?”
The person replied nervously, “According to Baldy, they ran into trouble. One guy took them all out.”
Dylan’s smile took on a sinister edge. “Useless. We have intel on every tough guy in Jayrodale. Who’s going to believe some nobody took out a dozen of my best men?”
His follower only laughed nervously, not daring to respond.
Dylan, still smiling, ordered, “Everyone who failed, cut off one of their hands as punishment. And find that guy. Send Bobby to take care of him.”
