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 air as

all thought Andrew had a death wish for laying his hands

as ice. Without a word, he lifted

believe that Andrew actually dared to

I'll kill you! I'll kill your whole

twisted in a

fucking hand! The

not even acknowledge his threats. Instead, he stomped down

good measure, Andrew drove his foot into Michael's groin-the same spot he had already injured

in his throat, unable to escape. His chest heaved, his eyes bulging as if he were on the

chill spread through the room, and everyone stood paralyzed,

Andrew like he was

Lloyd, you've gone too far! You're

away? Do you think

you walk away from

lost it!

disbelief and outrage filled