Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

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Chapter 895

Andrew said coolly, "I'm not a patient man, and since you clearly

can't give me a straight answer, then goodbye. The next time you

see your dear son, trust me, he'll be a corpse."

Kenny's face turned pale as he roared, "Wait! I agree! As long as

you let Michael go, I'll do whatever you want!"

Andrew chuckled. "Good. Then it's a deal. Remember your words."

Andrew hung up, not wanting to waste another second on useless

chatter or give Kenny any chance to speak further.

Over in Blumedale, Kenny stared at the disconnected call, his eyes

gradually turning bloodshot, burning with a savage fury. "That

naive little bastard... does he really think I'd bow to his threats?

"Hal Dream on! The moment Michael is rescued, Phantom Eye will

tear him to pieces for me! And after that, I'll dig up his entire

family history, find every single one of his bloodline, and burn

them to the ground!"

Kenny's voice dripped with murderous intent as he snarled into the

empty room.

Back in West End's underground cell, Andrew lifted his foot off

Michael's head.

Michael gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with pure hatred."

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Andrew, your death is coming soon!"

Andrew looked down at him with amusement. "Don't worry. You'll

die before I do."

Michael sneered. "Do you seriously think you can go up against my

father and the Golding family?"

Andrew let out a cold laugh. "You're mistaken. From the very

beginning, I never gave a damn about your father or that so-called

Golding family. I'm screwing with you just because I don't like you.

Michael nearly choked in rage. His entire body trembled. "Y-You're

a lunatic! A damn lunatic with a death wish!"

Andrew ignored him and walked out of the cell, locking the door

behind him.

Francesca turned to him and asked, "Andrew, do you really think

Kenny will keep his end of the deal? He's been waiting for years to

take the Rhodes family for himself. If you let Michael go and Kenny

goes back on his word, that'll be a huge problem."

Andrew smirked, a mocking curve forming on his lips. "Relax. Of

course, Kenny will break his promise. In fact, everything he just

said was just an act-to stall for time until Phantom Eye arrives in

Jayrodale."

Francesca blinked in surprise. ""Then why did you even bother

negotiating with him?"

Andrew shrugged, "Because I'm walking him like a dog. He thinks

he's stringing me along, but he has no idea-I never planned on

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letting Michael go in the first place.

"This is a game of deception, Fran. He's trying to fool me, and I'm

fooling him. Let's see who wins in the end."

Asudden chill ran down Francesca's spine. She pouted and

muttered, "Andrew, you're getting more and more cunning... and

honestly, kinda terrifying."

Andrew just chuckled, saying nothing. If anything, he wanted to

tell Francesca-he was not becoming more cunning, and that he

had always been like this.

Back when he was the prodigious heir of the Lloyds, he had clawed

his way out of the hellhole that was Chetvine, surviving against all

odds. If he had not been ruthless and cunning, he would have died

ahundred times over by now.

Andrew turned to Antonio. "Natasha and Dylan should've reached

the airport by now, right?"

Antonio straightened up, his respect evident. "Yes, Mr. Lloyd. I just

got word that they've arrived and are in position. Now, we just wait

for the prey to take the bait."

Andrew nodded, then turned to Francesca with a playful smile. "

How did you know Shiloh would help me fight my enemies?"