Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 998

Behind Harvey stood two of the Weller family's senior enforcers. He slowly strutted forward and landed two vicious slaps across Leroy's face.

Blood flew as Leroy cried out in pain, stumbling backward.

Irene exploded with rage and charged at Harvey, aiming a wild kick.

However, Harvey just sneered. "You nasty old hag, I've been holding back on the Stevens family for way too long! Back then, Andrew protected you. Later, Aspen showed up to play the hero. But now? Your precious Stevens family doesn't have a damn guardian left, do you?"

With that, he spun and slapped Irene so hard she flew sideways. Short and heavyset as she was, the impact sent her crashing to the ground with a loud thud, followed by her pitiful groans.

"Harvey, you and your Weller goons are monsters! You're all going to pay for this!" she screamed through the pain.

Christina's face turned ice cold as she stormed forward. "Harvey, you sick bastard—what the hell are you trying to do?"

Harvey chuckled darkly. "What am I doing? Christie, isn't it obvious?"

He grabbed Leroy by the hair and began pounding him with brutal fists. It was a straight-up thug beatdown, and no matter how loudly Christina screamed at him, Harvey didn't even flinch.

Within seconds, Leroy's face was unrecognizable—swollen, bleeding, a complete mess.

Christina spun in circles, panic rising in her chest. She wanted help but did not know who to turn to.

"Harvey, I'm calling the cops. You're not getting away with attacking the Stevens family in broad daylight!"

That was all she could do—call the police.

Harvey let out a mocking laugh. "Come on, Christina. After all our history, I thought you'd be smarter than that. Do you really think calling the cops will stop me?"

His twisted grin made Christina's stomach turn. It was just as she feared—the Stevens family was completely powerless.

Back then, Finley and those Hidden Dragons had stormed their home as if they owned it. The Weller family had done the same—worse, even—attacking in broad daylight.

And Christina? She had nothing—no plan, no support, no way out.

Sure, the police might arrest someone. But to really punish Harvey? That was a fantasy.

"Harvey, I've already agreed to go with Quinton and build something new in Blumedale. What you've done today… Mark my words, I'll make sure the Weller family gets wiped off the map!"

Christina's voice was cold but filled with fury.

Harvey let out a mocking laugh. In his mind, he thought, 'This little rampage? It was all Quinton's idea to begin with.'