Leroy snorted. "Christie, go ahead and get to the bottom of it. I can't wait to see that bastard's face when you expose him for the fraud he is."

Not wanting to get dragged into the Stevens family's drama, Aspen slipped away to her room and dialed Gordon's number. She warned him, "Mr. Woods, you should be careful. Andrew might come looking for you."

Gordon's voice came through the phone, cold and dismissive. "If that kid wants to come die at my doorstep, I'll gladly help him with that."

Aspen replied, "Still, you should stay alert. I'm worried Andrew might show up with some of the underground forces in Jayrodale to ambush you."

Gordon scoffed. "Numbers mean nothing against someone at my level. If they come swarming like ants,

I'll just retreat and pick them off one by one later. It's nothing but a waste of my time."

Aspen's voice turned icy. "I'll wait for your good news, Mr. Woods."

Gordon chuckled darkly. "Relax. Once I clean up the mess here in Jayrodale, I'll be heading back to Bridgefields. Taking care of a bunch of small-time punks? It's hardly worth my attention."

Aspen smirked. "Don't worry, Mr. Woods. I won't let you make this trip in vain."

Bamboo Hill Estate on the north side of the city, Andrew stepped out of his car and strode toward

cabin, he called out in a calm, unyielding

man stepped out-Gordon, his back hunched beneath a grotesque lump of muscle, his face

people did you brought along? Go ahead and

"I didn't bring anyone. It's

Like you'd dare come alone. I

Andrew's supposed trick, Gordon threw

you're still green. If

to go," he taunted. "So why don't you just call

to me. Killing one or killing them all-it's

long strides, he closed the distance between them. He said coldly, "I

deal with a hunchbacked coward like you, why the hell would I need

launched a punch straight at Gordon's face. The move

twisted with rage. "You arrogant punk! You've gone too far! You're digging your own grave!" He threw up both palms to block

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