Andrew ignored the sisters and scanned the area, spotting Duncan and Spencer across the street. Ignoring the flowing traffic, Andrew strode toward them.


    Seeing this, Spencer was so terrified he nearly wet himself. He was about to call his gang of thugs for help when he turned around to find they had all fled in terror.


    "Dad, we''re finished, we''repletely finished..." Spencer despaired in an instant.


    His pants became soaked as a puddle of murky liquid spread on the ground beneath him.


    Even Chase, a martial arts powerhouse who could walk through Blumedale untouched, had gone down with a single hit from Andrew.


    What were theypared to Andrew? They were as insignificant as dust.


    Duncan''s hand trembled violently on his cane. Soon, his whole body began to shake, like he was freezing from the inside out.


    He had seen serious power before and even worked with martial kings, real monsters in their own right. However, as he watched Andrew approaching, for the first time in his life, he had the urge to drop to his knees to surrender and beg.


    Finally, Andrew stood before them. His tone was calm, almost casual. "That man earlier was your hitman, wasn''t he?"


    Duncan stammered, his voice shaking. "M-Mr. Lloyd, I-I... please, let me exin


    Andrew''s hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Duncan by the throat and mming him against the front of his Maybach. The windshield shattered on impact, and blood burst from his mouth, sshing across the hood of the luxury


    car.


    He copsed onto the engine block, writhing in pain, screaming. "Mr. Lloyd, please don''t kill me! I was wrong, I was so wrong! I swear I''ll never disrespect you again! Spare me, Mr. Lloyd-please, I''m begging you!"


    His cries were animalistic-cornered, broken, andpletely unhinged with terror.


    Andrew punched down again—this time, not on Duncan, but on the hood beside him. The sleek, multimillion-dor Maybach was totaled in a single blow.


    Andrew''s voice dropped, cold as ice. "Next time, I won''t smash your car, but your skull instead."


    He stared down at Duncan, who was still coughing blood, face twisted in agony. "Believe me when I say—your head will pop like a watermelon under my fist. Not just your head, your son''s, and your whole disgusting family''s.


    "I told you—I can make your family vanish from this world with just me alone. If your idiot of a son wants to test me again, go ahead. Try me."


    With that, he turned around and walked away.


    Duncany slumped on the hood, gasping like a drowning man. Yet, even now, the terror in his eyes would not fade.


    He wanted to p himself senseless. He wondered why he had been so stupid as to pick a fight with this monster.


    He regretted everything, especially for not listening to Rachel.


    As for Spencer? He had already dropped to his knees. He was not just kneeling-he was mming his forehead into the pavement, again and again, as if breaking his skull would buy him mercy.


    Back at the Keller residence gates, Logan looked at Andrew with aplicated


    expression. "I honestly thought you were just gonna kill him."


    Blood still dripped from Andrew''s knuckles-Duncan''s blood.


    He replied tly, "Killing him would''ve cost the Chamber a high-ranking member. It''s better to keep him around and use him however I wantter. Though I be honest, every fiber in me wanted to wipe the Irvings off the map. What a pile of garbage."


    The Keller sisters stood frozen, speechless. They looked at Andrew, eyes wide open. All their past mocking, dismissiveness, and defiance now seemedughable.


    They realized just how brutal, vtile, and powerful this man truly was.


    If it were not for the Keller name shielding them, who were they to him, really? At


    best, they would be toys-disposable and receable.


    That terrifying thought sent chills down their spines.


    Worse yet, Andrew was now the official Chairman of the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce. He held real power and authority that even they had to answer to.


    Freya bit her pale lip, then suddenly stepped forward. "Mr. Lloyd, we


    sincerely apologize for our earlier


    behavior. We''re truly sorry, sin


    Please forgive us."


    Not only did she apologize, but the proud woman also formally bowed her head to


    Andrew.