Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3279

Bridget had never been someone easily tempted by worldly wealth or material comfort. After all, the Rainveil Sect had never lacked money or resources.

What it lacked was noise, color, and the raw intensity of life among ordinary people. That sense of danger, beauty, and thrill in the mortal world was exactly what Reginald had given her.

She had been like a nun stepping into the city, led by Reginald through a dazzling, reckless world. His martial prowess, broad horizons, and carefree charm had pulled Bridget in faster than she ever expected.

Memories drifted through Bridget’s mind, quiet and steady as a river.

After all these years, she had thought she was long past it. Yet when she looked at Andrew's face, emotions stirred without warning and ran deep.

Her hand paused by his cheek and gently brushed against it.

The young man before her eyes seemed like that man from years ago. Yet, he was also different from that man.

Reginald had flirted with every woman he met. The more carefree his early life had been, the lonelier his later years became.

That was why he went overseas and devoted himself entirely to Andrew's mother, working tirelessly for the rest of his life.

Everyone else had been left behind.

However, Andrew was different. He had taken them all in. If this had been the young Bridget, she would have flown into a rage and cut all ties with Andrew. But now, her mindset had changed.

This young man was passionate, yet not without loyalty.

Bridget had listened countless times as Luna told her about her relationship with Andrew. Whenever she heard about their sweet moments, she could not help but feel her emotions surge like waves.

This was her first time meeting Andrew, yet he felt strangely familiar. More than that, she felt an instinctive closeness to him.

With a charming smile, Bridget's face flushed slightly.

Lowering her head, she took a glass-like bead from her mouth. It was the Rainveil Sect's greatest treasure and the symbol of the sect leader.

The Rainveil Sect had been passed down through a single line, and Bridget was now its head.

She glanced at Andrew again and blushed once more. Then, she took out a white silk handkerchief and carefully wiped the bead clean. Only then did she gently place it into Andrew's mouth.

She tapped two points along his neck to prevent him from swallowing it.

"Andrew, now I will use the power of the Elixir of Immortality to help you break through to Beyond Mortal Limits. Whether you succeed or not, I will do everything I can. But in the end, it will still depend on you."