Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2718

Andrew gave Jovan one final smile. "See that? The goddess you worshipped was someone most people couldn't even be bothered to spare a second glance at. They just treated her like free labor."

On the way down the mountain, Eric scoffed. "Why are you bothering to tell that kid all this? Do you really think everyone's like you, with all your romantic baggage? That kid's infatuated with Mikayla's beauty… You could at least let him keep a tiny fantasy."

Andrew smirked. "Mikayla? Worth a fantasy? Not even close."

Up ahead, Mikayla nearly stumbled again under the massive pile of luggage on her back. The bags weighed a few hundred pounds, and the rocky trail made her trip over and over.

Throughout her life, she had never faced such hardship or endured such humiliation.

Eric laughed. "But seriously, Jovan really lucked out. You basically handed him an incredible opportunity on a silver platter."

Andrew replied, "Whether it's good fortune or not is hard to say. I can only say I'm giving him a chance… Whether he can seize it is up to him."

Jerome suddenly asked, "Andy, won't the Owens family refuse to accept defeat and come back for revenge?"

Andrew sneered. "Lorenzo's out of options now. Everyone he supported is dead. Plus, everyone at the Advanced Medical Institute has now seen the ugly truth about him and his daughter."

He continued, "Lorenzo's only choices are to slaughter everyone at the Advanced Medical Institute or return empty-handed. And if it's the former, Chetvine's military will eliminate the Owens family."

Jerome nodded. "That makes sense. So it looks like the Owens family really did come up empty-handed after all."

Mikayla could not hold back anymore and snapped, "Andrew, don't get cocky. Once we're back in Chetvine, my father has plenty of ways to deal with you."

Andrew was utterly dismissive. "You think Lorenzo can just deal with me whenever he wants now? Back in Chetvine, your family will be lucky to even see the back of my head."

"Andrew!" Mikayla growled furiously.

He growled, "Let Mikayla go. Let her go first, and we can talk."

Andrew sneered. "Now you're willing to compromise? Beg, even? If you want me to release Mikalya, fine. Hand over the Owens family's core technique, the Sacred Heart Method."

Lorenzo froze, then his expression darkened. "You want the Owens family's Sacred Heart Method? Andrew, do you even understand what you're saying? That method is the foundation of our family. Do you honestly think I'd hand it over?"

Andrew's voice went cold. "Then Mikayla is as good as dead."

His grip tightened again, and Mikayla's face turned bright red and twisted in pain.

Lorenzo exploded. "Andrew, don't push me too far, or I swear I'll kill you!"

Andrew stared at him without emotion. "Give it or don't. Just stop wasting my time."