Tora let out a cold snort. "Even if Mr. Quinton has beening here often, it doesn''t automatically mean he''s colluding with Grand Viper. The Wrights'' real enemy is Grand Viper, not Mr. Quinton."


    Andrew nodded in agreement. "I get where you''reing from, Tora. The Wrights have a clear target-Grand Viper. You don''t want to provoke Quinton unnecessarily, right? But Kevin, Tora, I suggest you both prepare yourselves mentally.


    "It''s very possible that Rafael is actually the mastermind behind everything. Quinton and Grand Viper? They might just be pawns he''s using to bring the Wrights down."


    Kevin clenched his jaw. "The Wrights and the Driscolls have never had bad blood. What reason would Rafael have to mess with us? He''s got nothing to gain."


    Andrew gave a cryptic smile. "That''s the thing-we just don''t know. Everyone knows Rafael has a reputation for greed, and he''s notorious across Blumedale. Who knows? Maybe he''s got his eye on something valuable that belongs to the Wrights.


    "Maybe he''s set his sights on something valuable that the Wrights have and is making moves behind the scenes! Kevin, as the head of the family, you can''t be too careful!"


    After a few pointed remarks, Andrew stopped talking. Too many words would lead to mistakes, and he was just nting seeds of suspicion to make Kevin overthink.


    Whether Rafael really was plotting against the Wrights did not matter to Andrew, and he did not want to know.


    All he wanted was for the Wrights'' entire elite guard-over 100 strong to storm that mansion. And once inside? To wreck everything and everyone.


    Suddenly, Tora called out, "Mr. Wright Senior, there''s movement—I see Mr. Quinton!"


    At that moment, outside the vi entrance, Quinton emerged with a cold expression. Behind him were Mosby, Rafael, and Grand Viper.


    "You''ve really be useless, Quinton," Rafael said with a dismissive sneer. "If you still can''t convince Andrew to help reveal the final fragment of the treasure map... then there''s no reason to keep you alive!"


    Quinton gritted his teeth angrily. "Mr. Driscoll, I''ve already exined! Andrew will never help us when I approach him, I just get beaten up with nothing to show for it!"


    Mosbyughed. "I can see that beating wasn''t pleasant! But it''s every man for himself; you''ll just have to bear this burden!"


    Quinton felt like his insides were boiling over. These bastards did not even see him as a partner-they did not even see him as human.


    However, it was toote to turel.ne


    back. He was already on the pirate ship, and getting out now was damn near impossible.


    Especially with the Fallen Crimson Dynasty''s treasure on the line-something he had always dreamed of getting a piece of. If he bailed now and turned on Rafael and the others, he would be giving that dream up for good.


    Quinton said tly, "I''ll try one more time. But after that, I''m done. I won''t lift a finger more."


    Then, he turned to leave but paused after a few steps, ncing back. "Oh, by the way—Andrew''s no longer just some outsider. He''s now the chairman of the Gabo Creek


    Chamber of Commerce. That old


    bastard George passed the seat on to him."


    Mosby froze in ce. "Andrew? Chairman of that Chamber of Commerce?"


    Rafael''s face darkened instantly. "Well, thatplicates things. That little upstart keeps climbing. Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce is the highest seat of power in the region''s business world."


    "With that title, he could easily move trillions in capital. If he decides to use that power... who the hell would dare go against him?"


    Mosby gritted his teeth. "We should''ve taken him out long ago. Now we''ve raised


    a tiger in our backyard, and it''s growing more dangerous every day."


    Grand Viper scoffed. "You two need to calm down. That little punk has just gotten rich, but in the eyes of a powerhouse like me, he''s nothing more than a gold-ted bug! No matter how much money hechas, I can still crush him underfoot!"