Aspen grumbled, "Fine. If you won''t listen, I won''t waste my breath."


    Her voice turned cold as she added, "Andrew, if you do end up dead, then this ten billion and my freedom will no longer have anything to do with you."


    Andrew chuckled. "Alright. If I die, you can take the money and your freedom along with it. But luck tends to be on my side, so don''t get your hopes up too high."


    Before Aspen could snap back, he ended the call. She stared at her phone, her lips parting as if she wanted to say something, but the words never came.


    A tight frustration built up in her chest, an unbearable sense of exasperation she had nowhere to release. She muttered, "Andrew, if you really end up dead, I''d actually be relieved. Don''t expect any loyalty from me."


    She let out a dryugh, feeling a little better after saying it out loud. With a hard press on the gas pedal, her red Ferrari roared to life and sped off.


    Even though she was certain Phantom Eye would take care of Andrew, she still had her own mission toplete. After all, as much as she doubted it-there was always that one possibility.


    And if, by some miracle, Andrew did survive, he would definitelye to


    Blumedale to check on her work. If she failed to deliver, she did not even want to imagine what kind of hell he would put her through.


    Meanwhile, in Jayrodale, Andrew sat inside West End''s headquarters.


    "Don''t let Michael die yet-keep him barely breathing." His voice was calm,pletely devoid of warmth.


    Antonio nodded respectfully. "Don''t worry, Mr. Lloyd. The Rhodes family brat won''t die, but he''s not far from it."


    West End''s top enforcers had all gathered. When they first heard they were about to go head-to-head with someone from Blumedale''s underground world, Antonio and the others nearly lost their nerve.


    However, the moment Andrew walked in, their confidence steadied.


    Antonio was still shaken. On the surface, Andrew was alwaysposed charming, even. But when he moved, it was ruthless, He had taken Rhodes'' golden boy hostage in one swift move, triggering an all-out conflict with Blumedale''s top brass.


    Antonio''s heart pounded harder than it had in years. He thought Andrew was not just dangerous-he yed the game at a level that made seasoned veterans break into cold sweats.


    Andrew nced at Dn and Natasha. "There''s a guy from Blumedale''s underground scene who goes by Phantom Eye. You two know anything about him?"


    Dn''s face went pale. "What? Kenny actually called in Phantom Eye? That maniac?"


    Natasha''s expression turned serious. "Darling, Phantom Eye got his name because of his missing eye-one of them ispletely blind. No one knows his real name, especially us lower figures in the underworld.


    the


    "But what I do know is that he''s ranked No. 35 on the Underworld Index, and he''s a semi-martial king. He never wastes his time in smatt ce like Jayrodale. Usually, Re''s only seen in Blumedale''s underground circui southern territories of Holtrien."


    Andrew remained unfazed. "A semi-martial king. That''s not weak."


    His gaze flickered between them. "Natasha, if you and Dn team up, can you take him down?"


    Natasha let out a bitterugh. "Darling, do you want to get rid of me that badly? Are you sending me on a suicide. mission?"


    Dn immediately chimed in, "Mr. Lloyd, if you ask Natasha and me to ambush a senior grandmaster, we could handle it easily. But Phantom Eye is way out of our league.