Andrew narrowed his eyes and said, "I suggest you don't do something you'll regret for the rest of your life. He may not be your biological father, but he's definitely a thousand times better than your real dad.
"He's the one who raised you and brought you up to be the man you are today! Every skill you have and have achieved is all because of him. Only a beast would try to kill the man who gave him everything."
Eric trembled as pain twisted across his face. Though he held his weapon tightly, he didn't strike.
Instead, he dropped to his knees, clutched his head, and began to cry in anguish.
Jerome shook his head and said, "Dr. Lloyd, you should go. Let him do it if he must. I deserve it."
Andrew snapped, "That's total bullshit! Look at this ungrateful brat. He turned on his own family, and he's the one acting like the victim?"
All the rage and frustration Andrew had been suppressing finally exploded in that moment. He remembered how his own father had once got on his knees to beg the three great families for his life, not hesitating to hurt himself just to lower himself.
That same man, who once vowed to conquer the world, ended up trading his pride for his son's future. The fire in his heart turned into love for his family, and he bowed his head to be treated like a nobody just to protect them.
And now, though Jerome's situation was slightly different from Reginald's, they were both fathers who had given everything for their sons.
Andrew growled, "I'm telling you, Eric, your dad doesn't owe you a damn thing! You can kill him if you want, but I swear, if you touch him, I'll blow your damn head off!"
His blood boiled as the battle instinct buried in his bones came alive. He had once been the Dragon Prince of the Lloyds, with royal blood flowing through his veins.
How could such blood lack courage and ruthlessness?
Jerome was stunned. "Dr. Lloyd, you…"
Andrew replied firmly, "Don't worry, Mr. Thornton. I won't let your ingrate of a son lay a finger on you today."
Eric glared at Andrew through his long hair, his voice icy. "Move. You know it would only take me seconds to kill you."
Andrew gritted his teeth and smirked. "Then how about we fight? If I crush you under my feet, you'll apologize to your father and slap yourself 100 times!"
Eric's brow furrowed. He was about to agree. Deep down, he was just as proud and brutal. As Jerome's adopted son, his martial prowess had always dominated his peers. He and Joe from the Driscoll family in Gabo Creek were often seen as the top two of their generation.
Seeing Andrew's arrogant attitude, he naturally could not tolerate it.
However, Scarlett would not have it and shouted, "Mr. Humphrey, don't listen to this man's nonsense! Andrew is a cunning bastard, and you'll never see the trap until it's too late. The best solution is to let me kill him. That way, we eliminate the threat once and for all."
Andrew sneered. "What's wrong, Eric? Are you scared?"
His provocation landed perfectly, and Eric snapped. "No one interferes! This is a one-on-one fight! I'll show him what happens when you play the hero! This is between me and my father. Outsiders like him have no right to meddle!"
Andrew spread his arms and shouted, "Everyone, step back! Today, I'll do what Mr. Thornton couldn't: clean house."
Henry and the others exchanged uneasy glances, but in the end, they stepped aside.
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