Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 845

Chapter 845

Looking at the two defeated West End fighters, Andrew smirked. “You two weren’t bad. Even though you didn’t meet the challenge’s conditions… I’ll still reward you with something. Take It.”

With that, he tossed them a small bottle. Inside were two weaker versions of the Cleansing Pill–leftovers from when he refined the real thing.

The two swordsmen were stunned for a moment before their faces lit up with excitement. They nearly dropped to their knees in gratitude.

“Mr. Lloyd, we lost. We couldn’t even last a single round against you… Why would you still reward us?”

The two looked at him, completely baffled.”

Andrew waved them off. “You both have potential. That alone makes you worth investing in.”

Natasha shot them a look. “What are you idiots standing around for? Say thank you!”

Snapping back to reality, they quickly bowed. “Thank you, Mr. Lloyd!”

Andrew stepped down from the ring and turned to Natasha. “Now, do you understand why I said your people are just decent‘?”

Natasha sighed in defeat. “Fine, you win! But don’t worry I’ll keep a close eye on their training until they meet your standards.”

However, Aspen could not stand his attitude. To her, this was just another display of arrogance, a strong man nitpicking the weak.

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She let out a cold laugh and said, “Some people are ridiculously powerful, yet they still act like it’s a big deal to judge those weaker than them. It’s honestly amusing.

“Natasha’s men are strong enough to serve as an elite guard for an entire noble family. If even that only counts as decent‘ to you, I can’t imagine what would actually impress you.”

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Andrew spread his legs slightly, planting his feet firmly on the ground. One hand was tucked behind his back, while his free hand gestured at her lazily.

“Come on, then. Let’s see if the so–called ‘pride of the Stevens family‘ is any different from an old lady.”

Aspen’s face burned with anger. She lunged forward with a burst of speed, her long leg sweeping toward Andrew’s torso with full force. She was determined to make him regret looking down on her.

Natasha folded her arms, watching with amusement. If her guess was right, Aspen was about to learn a painful lesson.

She did think Andrew was being a little too dismissive, standing there unmoving and offering only one hand. Nonetheless, it did not matter–Natasha had absolute faith that Andrew would never lose.