Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 882

Michael pointed at his crotch, a smug, taunting grin on his face as he stared

Andrew down. He wanted to humiliate him beyond repair, to break him completely and turn him into nothing but a disgrace.

The room fell into complete silence.

Everyone knew that with Kenny backing him up and the Driscoll family as his trump card, Michael had all the power here. Andrew had no room to resist.

Tiana smirked, her eyes full of mockery. She had warned Andrew not to throw himself into the fire, but he refused to listen, too reckless and arrogant for his own good.

Now, the Driscoll family's shadow loomed over him, ready to strike at any moment. Andrew had no choice-if he dared to defy them, he and Marvin would be utterly destroyed.

Under the weight of countless stares-some sympathetic, some amused, and some outright gloating-Andrew suddenly moved, and what he did next stunned everyone.

Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and slapped Michael across the face.

A crisp smack echoed through the room as Michael's head snapped to the side. The sheer force of the blow sent him flying into the long conference table, his forehead slamming against the edge with a sickening thud.

Blood gushed down his face. His teeth shattered, his lips torn apart from the impact.

screams filled the

in shock, and their minds went blank. They all thought Andrew had

as cold as ice. Without a word, he lifted his foot and stomped hard, and a sickening crack

that Andrew actually dared to injure him. Not only had he

I'll kill your whole family!" Michael screeched, his voice hoarse from the

blood, his face twisted in a

The

his threats. Instead, he stomped down again— once,

good measure, Andrew drove

throat, unable to escape. His chest heaved, his eyes bulging

chill spread through the

like he was

you've gone too far!

just throwing everything away? Do you think the Driscoll

let you walk away

really lost it! You've doomed

of disbelief and outrage filled