Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 687 Aspen was in disbelief. After all, she thought Gordon was supposed to have already killed Andrew. Hence, there was no way Andrew could still be alive.

Aspen’s mind spiraled into chaos. Her breathing grew ragged, and her thoughts twisted in every possible direction. She even wondered if it were Andrew’s ghost, a vengeful spirit coming back from the grave.

Her trembling fingers fumbled for her phone as dread coiled tighter around her chest. She quickly called Gordon’s number, only to find that his phone had been turned off.

Aspen’s heart skipped a beat. She already knew it would not go through, but she kept dialing anyway–again and again.

She tried more than a dozen times, and each time, she was het with the same automated response that the number was unavailable.

Frustration exploded within her, and she screamed, “Gordon! What the hell is going on? Are you dead or alive? Can’t you give me a damn sign?”

The silence that followed was deafening. Nothing about this made sense. Andrew, who should been rotting in the ground, was walking, talking, and answering phone calls. Meanwhile, Gordon had vanished without a trace.

Tears of fear and helplessness pricked her eyes. Her confidence, her bravado–everything was unraveling. As dread tightened its icy grip, one terrifying thought surfaced. ‘What if Andrew wasn’t killed? What if Gordon was the one who died instead?‘

Bridgefields‘ Stevens family. “Aspen? Well, well… what an unexpected surprise. What brings my rebellious little daughter to call me out of

the truth. Zephyr would lose his

was the family’s hidden ace, their invisible dagger in the shadows. His disappearance

was just thinking about you. I had some free

laughed heartily. “Ah, Aspen, my precious girl. As long as you’re doing well in Jayrodale, I’m doing just fine. I’m glad Mr.

as calm as possible. “Of course! You know me, Dad. I’ve laid a solid foundation here. The Stevens

what I like to hear. You’ve achieved so much in such

tone sharp. “Jayrodale isn’t our home turf. I heard from Mr. Woods that you’ve had a few setbacks there. Something

forced a cold, dismissive laugh. “Dad, he’s nothing more than a

daughter or disrespects the Stevens family. If Bridgefields‘ Stevens family is going to expand and establish dominance

Nothing to worry about.” Zephyr chuckled with satisfaction. “Good. Hearing that puts me at ease. You’ve handled the family’s business well, and I’m proud of you. Was there anything else, sweetheart? If not, I need to head into a meeting soon.” Aspen swallowed hard, trying to keep her voice steady as she scrambled to come up

I’ve… temporarily

was hoping you could

family head to track his location and send it to

sounds like Mr. Woods–he’s always been a lone wolf and hates anyone monitoring his movements. Alright, I’ll send you his