Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 1209

"You two went from loving each other to trying to kill each other. Pretty entertaining," Andrew said with a glance at Aspen, smiling faintly.

Aspen's face stayed cold. She snapped, "She deserved it, and besides, isn't everything that happened because of you?"

Andrew replied calmly, "Had nothing to do with me. I never touched your Bridgefields' Stevens family."

Aspen secretly gritted her teeth. Sure, he had not moved against the Stevens family directly.

But her? She had been forced to sell herself into slavery, body and soul.

Was that not tragic enough?

Moreover, who knew when she might completely fall into his hands, devoured, with nothing left?

Davon, wiping cold sweat from his forehead, squeezed out a smile. "Mr. Lloyd, Ms. Aspen, I've already taken care of that issue. Should we get down to proper business now?"

Andrew nodded. "Okay, let's talk business."

Immediately, the business partners who had been waiting nearby all jumped to their feet, smiling brightly and eagerly handing over their business cards.

"Mr. Lloyd, our company can absolutely meet all your requirements!"

"Mr. Lloyd, about that government project you secured—we would be honored to handle it for you. We'll deliver top-notch results!"

"Whether we make a profit or not doesn't matter. Our CEO said what's important is building a relationship with you!"

Their enthusiasm was over the top, with everyone practically falling over themselves to flatter him.

They did not have much of a choice—Supreme Capital Group might still be low-profile in Blumedale, but Andrew's name was already making waves.

Another executive, a glasses-wearing man who looked scholarly but grinned like a creep, chimed in eagerly. "Mr. Lloyd, join us! I booked two foreign girls at the Harmonia Club—guaranteed satisfaction! If not, you can hold me personally responsible!"

Others rushed in too, not wanting to be left behind, each one sucking up more shamelessly than the last.

Aspen stared in disbelief. These bastards were all about "integrity" and "principles" when they were talking about business.

But now? Their true colors were worse than those of animals.

She shot Andrew a disgusted look and said, "If you want to party, go ahead. I'm heading back to the office."

Andrew smiled. "Gentlemen, I appreciate the kind offers! But as you can see, my little secretary here keeps me on a very short leash. Maybe next time… yeah, next time we'll party."

Davon sighed dramatically. "Mr. Lloyd, you're a man managing billions—you deserve to enjoy yourself!"