Chapter 390 At this point, West End cant even send out a proper representative, Andrew stated emotionlessly


    Since youre treating me like I dont exist, Ill kill you first, then have a chat with Natasha.


    Mr.


    Lloyd, please dont go too far! a voice suddenly thundered from behind


    Conan, done watching the show from your hiding spot? Andrew smirked as he released his grip and kicked the tattooed giant toward Conan.


    Conans face twitched.


    He knew the tattooed giant was one of Natashas most fearless fighters, young and skilled in hand to handbat, yet Andrew had broken him so effortlessly.


    Please follow me, Mr.


    Lloyd


    Madam Vostokoff will see you now, Conan said coldly.


    Andrew sneered.


    Oh, now shes willing to meet after this show of force ? Mr.


    Lloyd, West End has already absorbed Ass territory, Conan stated angrily.


    If you were smart, you wouldnt havee here.


    So, if I hadnt shown up, Natasha would just take everything herself? Andrews face remained expressionless.


    He continued, I dont care about Ass death or the Northern Districts assets, but Dn is my man. What about his share? Natashas actions have pissed me off, and when Im angry, do you think West End can enjoy their spoils in peace ? Conans face twitched harder, but he could not respond Andrews words had blocked every possible argument, whether based on business, personal rtionships, or moral grounds


    This time, Andrew met Natasha in an elegantly decorated room instead of the usual conference room. She was reclining on a sandalwood sofa with her eyes closed.


    Madam Vostokoff! Conan announced as he brought Andrew in.


    Conan, you may leave.


    Close the door behind you.


    Natasha opened her eyes.


    But Madam, youre injured from fighting As ! You shouldnt be alone with outsiders! Conan protested. Its fine.


    If he wants to be rough with me, Ill ept whatever he decides to do.


    Natasha waved Conan away.


    After Conan left with a hostile nce at Andrew, Natasha forced a smile.


    Why such anger? Im here let me make it up to you.


    Drop the act, Andrew said tly.


    Dns exhaustion is real, but yours is just a performance, isnt it? Natashas smile froze and


    disappeared as her face turned expressionless


    How did you know I Chapter 390 was faking? -35 BONUS Andrew smirked, The Blood Surge Pill does cause temporary weakness.


    But you seem to have forgotten that Im a master physician.


    I can spot a fake condition instantly.


    Natashasposed expression suddenly turned to shock