Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

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Chapter 902

Sherilyn's eyes gleamed with malice. "You're right. We have to find

away to sabotage this marriage!"

Kenny was about to say something when a housekeeper rushed in."

Sir, Phantom Eye's men are here to see you!"

Kenny froze for a moment before his face lit up with joy. "Bring

them in! Could it be that he's already brought Michael back to

Blumedale?"

Sherilyn's face broke into an exaggerated grin, deepening the folds

around her mouth. "See, Dad? I told you not to stress so much!

Michael's safe and sound now. Phantom Eye is a top-tier fighter

on the Underworld Index. Taking down some low-level thug

should've been child's play for him!"

The father and daughter reassured each other, beaming with

confidence. However, the moment Phantom Eye's two men

stumbled into the room, their faces were pale, and their legs

wobbled like jelly.

They collapsed to their knees, gasping for breath. "Sir! Something

-something terrible has happened!"

Kenny's smile froze, and his expression darkened as dread settled

in his chest. His voice was hoarse as he mumbled, "I-Is Michael

gone?"

'The two bodyguards frantically shook their heads.

"N-No! It's not Mr. Rhodes-it's Phantom Eye! H-He..."

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Sherilyn's patience snapped. "You useless morons, speak clearly!

Or I'll have your tongues ripped out!"

The bodyguards flinched, their voices trembling as they

stammered out the words. "It's not Mr. Rhodes! W-We never even

got to see him! By the time we reached Jayrodale, it was already too

late! The one who got taken down-was Phantom Eye!

"He barely stepped off the plane when he ran into a woman from

his past! And she-she took him down in just a few moves! She

knocked him flat on the ground, and he lost several teeth!"

Kenny and Sherilyn both sucked in a sharp breath.

Kenny asked in disbelief, "So, you're telling me that Phantom Eye

'was taken out the second he landed? And you two didn't even catch

a glimpse of Andrew?"

The bodyguards nodded furiously. "Y-Yes! That's exactly what

happened! We don't even know who she was! She was wearing a

veil, but she was terrifying! Phantom Eye barely lasted three

rounds before she knocked him out cold!"

Sherilyn's fury exploded, smacking each of them across the face,

landing several heavy slaps.

"Are you out of your damn minds? Phantom Eye is a semi-martial

king! What kind of cheap whore could possibly be a match for him?

Dad, I seriously think these two are lying. Maybe Phantom Eye sent

them here to scam us out of that 80 million!"

Kenny's face darkened with heavy suspicion, but he shook his

head. "No... I don't think so."

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Sherilyn frowned. "Why not?"

Kenny pointed at the floor between the two men's legs. Sherilyn

followed his gaze and immediately spotted two spreading yellow

puddles on the expensive tile.

"Get the hell out, you worthless cowards! Pissing yourselves like

that-pathetic!"' he pinched her nose in disgust and barked at

them to leave.

Kenny ordered the housekeepers to clean up the mess.

"That damn Andrew really has the devil's luck," he muttered."

Phantom Eye couldn't even find him, and instead, he got his ass

kicked by some random woman. What a damn disgrace!"

He stormed back to his seat, his jaw tight with anger.

Sherilyn's expression was fierce. "Dad, we can't afford to waste any

more time on Michael! Let me send Elon with you to Jayrodale.

We'll bring Michael back and wipe out Andrew's entire family

while at it!"

Kenny's face remained grim as he waved a hand. "Not yet. At this,

point, Phantom Eye's failure has already cost us too much time."

Sherilyn refused to back down. "Then what do we do? Dad, don't

tell me you're thinking of giving up on Michael!"

Kenny's face darkened. "Hell no! I'd never abandon my own son. I

never wanted to call in the Golding family, but that little bastard

Andrew is leaving me no choice. But before I go that far, I'll make

one phone call first. Let's see if he's really determined to dig his

own gravel"

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Kenny picked up the phone and dialed.

The number belonged to Michael, but the person he wanted to talk

to-was Andrew.