Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 2284 Kyrie's face had turned as black as coal. He silently cursed, ' Damn it! That bitch had played me hard and good.' He realized he had been set up in a trap. Yet there was nothing he could say in his defense, especially since the hallway had surveillance cameras that had caught him walking in with Aspen, looking overly intimate, and even trying to touch her afterward. One of the foreigners, Pierre Sanders, said, "Kyrie, just moments ago, | still admired you for your exceptional martial arts skills and noble background.

But now, in the eyes of us gentlemen, you're nothing but a complete beast. Fuck you, you bastard!" Pierre cursed outright, which only made Kyrie's rage boil over. He was the real victim here, yet these clueless foreigners dared to insult him He finally snapped and fired back. "Fuck you, you bald old bastard! Fuck you, and your whole family, too!" Even though Kyrie's accent was thick, Pierre could tell Kyrie was cursing at him. His temper flared as he removed his suit jacket, ready for a fight. He growled, "| hate nothing more than men who bully women, ---- especially beautiful women.

Kyrie, tonight Ill see what kind of tricks the Harding family really has. In fact, I've always wanted to tell you that you're nothing but a useless piece of trash." Kyrie's veins bulged on his forehead. Pierre was also a martial artist, and his strength was not weaker than Kyrie's. Hence, their private dealings in Chetvine had always been tense. But now, being mocked so openly, Kyrie lost all patience. "Fine, then I'll give you foreign dogs a lesson you won't forget!" he roared, his temper snapping completely. Just then, the crowd parted as a group of men strode in with authority.

At the center was a short but commanding figure whose presence made the entire room tense. He was the head of the Harding family, Kyrie's grandfather, Sergio Harding. A heavy slap landed across Kyrie's face, ringing his ears and leaving his mind buzzing. "Grandpa, you..." Sergio's expression was icy as he said flatly, "Say one more word, and I'll cut out your tongue. Get out of this place immediately and return home. Think about what you've done wrong." "| wasn't wrong!" Kyrie shouted in protest. ---- Sergio glared at him and hissed, 'What did you just say?

Do you want me to pull up the surveillance footage and show everyone?" Kyrie held his stinging cheek and did not dare say another word If there were two people he truly feared in this world, they were Sergio and Philip. He knew exactly how much of his rank as a major general came from family influence rather than merit, and without Sergio, he would not even have been qualified to stand beside Conrad. "Fine, I'll go back and reflect. My apologies, everyone, for causing such trouble tonight," Kyrie said, forcing himself to bow his head.

He slunk away in humiliation, but inside, his killing intent swelled to the extreme. He swore he would find out who that woman was, and when he did, he would have her first and kill her later. The third floor of the Grand Hall was nearly empty, since most guests were on the first floor. Meanwhile, the second floor was full of officials and security personnel monitoring the event. At that moment, Andrew and Isabelle were standing together on the third floor.