Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1999

At the Driscoll Corporation building, security was incredibly tight today, with all uninvited visitors being turned away. Even official government inspectors were rudely blocked from entering, and if they had any complaints, the Driscoll family would deal with Derek about it later.

This unusual operation naturally drew a lot of attention and endless speculation from onlookers.

One commented, "It looks like the Driscoll family and Mr. Lloyd from the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce have brought their fight out into the open!"

Others were even more dramatic in their assessments. "It's way beyond just being in the open. They've probably been clashing behind the scenes countless times already, beating each other bloody!"

Another chimed in, "The Driscoll family has held their position as one of the Three Titans for years, so Andrew is basically digging his own grave!"

However, not everyone agreed with this perspective.

"Actually, I think the Driscoll family is going to take a major fall this time. At this point, Mr. Lloyd is doing just fine, which basically shows that the Driscoll family isn't what it used to be. They've lost their edge!"

There were all kinds of theories floating around, but nobody dared to actually get involved.

Representing the Phelans, Luna maintained a neutral stance and just watched from the sidelines. She did not care who won or lost, as long as their feud did not spill over into society and cause chaos. Otherwise, she would have to step in.

Meanwhile, the Fischers, rooted in martial tradition, were more concerned with the martial world and Goldridge, not Blumedale, and they had no intention of interfering.

Inside the Driscoll Corporation, Franklin and Scarlett waited quietly for Andrew's arrival. He did not keep them waiting long; almost immediately, he stormed right in. The building had already been cleared of unrelated personnel, leaving only Scarlett, Franklin, and a few Driscoll fighters to hold the line.

Scarlett's eyes widened in shock and anger as she instinctively stepped back. However, she only gave up half a step before roaring and striking first. If she kept retreating, she feared her will would crumble before the fight even began.

Her anger flared even hotter when she realized Andrew's immediate killing intent did not match her rhythm at all, throwing her off balance.

"Praise the Eternal Eclipse!"

As they clashed, Franklin strolled out from behind, muttering more monk-like chants. However, Andrew had long since dismissed him as a hypocrite and ignored the act completely.

Their fists collided in a clean, head-on blow. Andrew stepped back, mildly surprised. "Not only have you healed so quickly, but your strength's improved a lot too."