Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 827

Andrew was having the time of his life, scrolling through the internet to see just how many people were tearing into Michael. At first, he tried counting the insults, but after a while, he gave up.

There was no point because the entire comment section was a flood of mockery—so many that it was downright impossible to keep track. Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of Shiloh quietly sharing Michael's viral video.

She even added a caption. [Everyone, please do me a favor and mock him!]

Shiloh had a million followers online. With just that one post, Michael's humiliation skyrocketed to another level.

Andrew could already picture it—Michael would not dare step outside without covering his head with a hoodie, or better yet, wrapping his whole face in a scarf.

Well, if he ever did, there were bound to be people who would not just stop at verbal insults. Some might even beat the crap out of him on sight.

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Meanwhile, at the Stevens mansion.

The entire Stevens family's forces had arrived in Jayrodale in full battle mode. Aspen's face drained of color the moment she saw Zephyr step into the hall. "D-Dad, you're here."

Then, when she looked past him, her stomach dropped. It was not just Zephyr; two of the family's senior grandmasters had also arrived.

Not to mention dozens of elite fighters, all armed to the teeth.

This was not just an ordinary retaliation—Bridgefields' Stevens family had sent everything they had.

Zephyr sat in the grand hall, his face dark and brooding. He did not say a word for a long time, his silence suffocating the room.

Aspen felt like she was suffocating too. She was not stupid and figured that Zephyr must have discovered something major. Otherwise, he would not have assembled the entire family's combat force and stormed into Jayrodale without a word.

Before she could finish, Zephyr's furious roar shook the entire hall. "Shut up, you disgraceful fool! How much longer were you planning to keep me in the dark? Huh?"

He snapped, "You dared to tell me that everything was under control in Jayrodale? And yet, you were beaten to the ground like a worthless dog and nearly defiled?! Do you even realize how much shame you have brought upon the Stevens family?"

Aspen felt her mind go blank as his words crashed down on her like a sledgehammer. She realized that it was all over for her.

The main branch of the Stevens family in Bridgefields knew everything—her failure in Jayrodale, the humiliating defeat she had desperately tried to cover up. Her once-untouchable reputation—her lifelong honor—was utterly ruined.

Zephyr sneered. "What? No excuses? Hmph. I won't deal with your incompetence right now. Once I rip Andrew apart, then I'll come back and settle things with you!"

Aspen shuddered violently, her voice trembling with desperation. "Dad, no! You cannot go after Andrew! Our family might not be able to beat him. If you insist on this fight, it could destroy us!"

Zephyr let out a cold, humorless laugh. "Aspen, you were raised by me. You were supposed to be the pride of the Stevens family. You've never disappointed me before, not once!"