Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren)

Andrew asked, "Did you forget that we almost got blown up?"

Aspen looked angry, but still shook her head. "The Driscoll family is incredibly powerful. I think we're not strong enough to go up against them right now! Of course, I won't forget what happened before. But I think we should lay low for a while!"

Andrew smiled and reached out to caress half of her face. "What? Are you scared?"

With a proud little huff, she replied proudly, "Me, alone? Of course, I'd be scared of going up against the Driscoll family. But with you, why would I ever be afraid?"

Andrew pulled his hand back and chuckled. "Don't worry. None of you needs to worry about this. New Year's is coming up. I'll be heading to the Southern Martial Union headquarters. When the time comes, see if the three of you want to tag along and take a little vacation."

Aspen's eyes lit up. "The headquarters? That's right next door in Goldridge! That city's incredible. Of course, we'll go! I'll go tell Lauren and Fran right now!"

After she left, Andrew stood alone, looking out at the winter scenery outside. The leaves had all fallen, and the lawn was withered and yellow.

The frost had killed nearly everything.

His eyes grew colder, matching the harshness of the season outside.

That night, Logan's people delivered the gear Andrew had requested. He hefted the massive black rifle in his hands, weighing at least 70 pounds.

Andrew was more than satisfied. He wondered if Scarlett would be able to handle a shot from this beast.

In the Driscoll residence, the lights were still blazing. Even though Blumedale's city center had long gone to sleep, this place never rested, pulsing with excitement until dawn.

The status of the Three Titans was undeniable.

Scarlett returned to her suite after a long night of social engagements. She had feigned drunkenness for a clean exit, but her expression was now icy cold.

Behind her, one of her subordinates asked respectfully, "Ms. Driscoll, would you like to rest here or head back to the office?"

The small beauty mark near her lip twitched slightly as she replied flatly, "I'll stay home tonight. There are people holding things down at the company, and there are no issues for now. By the way, have we sent any more people to take out Andrew?"

The subordinate nodded.

The subordinate nodded. "Our team is on standby at all times. But after the last attempt, Andrew has become incredibly cautious. He rarely leaves Serenity Villa. Even when he does, he moves fastand disappears before our people can get close."

Scarlett sneered. "Useless trash."

Still, she was not angry. "Keep watching him. Stay ready. I want him to understandnoveldrama

that defying the Driscoll family only leads to one end-death."

"Understood, Ms. Driscoll. Any other orders? If not, I'll take my leave."

Scarlett paused. "Wait. What's Joe been up to lately?"

The subordinate hesitated, clearly reluctant to speak.

Scarlett gave him a sideways glance. "Spit it out. Don't make me ask twice."

The man broke into a cold sweat, panicked. "Ms. Driscoll, I'd never dare let you lower yourself to ask me anything. I'd rather jump off a building! Please, don't say that!"

He continued, "Mr. Driscoll has been seeing a woman lately. He's been leaving

the house every day to spend time with her. Our investigation shows her name is Shiloh Greene, and she's associated with Andrew."

Scarlett's brows tightened.

"Seriously? doe is getting more and more outrageous! He's given up on that bitch Lauren! Once I finish dealing with what's on my plate, I'll definitely have to talk to him Getting lost in women and neglecting martial arts training is not the path he's supposed to be on."