Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 887

At that moment, over in Blumedale, Kenny was on the verge of exploding, “That little bastard! If I don’t skin him alive, I don’t deserve my last name!”

Inside the villa on his private lake estate, Kenny was so enraged that he grabbed a crystal tea set from the table and smashed it into a thousand pieces.

The housekeepers nearby trembled in fear, their heads lowered, barely daring to breathe. That tea set was not just any tea set–it was a gift from the Golding family, worth millions of dollars.

Yet, he had shattered it without a second thought. That was how furious he was.

A low, chilling laugh suddenly echoed through the room. “Well, well, Mr. Rhodes. Quite the temper you have there. Why don’t you let me take care of this problem for you?”

A tall man in black stepped into the villa. He had a single eye, the other covered by a dark leather eyepatch.

His remaining eye was sharp and predatory, piercing like a hawk’s, making it impossible to meet his gaze without feeling a deep sense of unease.

turned around, his face lighting

Eye, you’re finally here!” he said, his tone eager. “I have one simple request–head

chuckle.

I want you to bring Michael back, but I want you to tear Andrew apart–limb by limb. I assume

into some backwater dump like Jayrodale? That’s already beneath me. If it weren’t for my ties to the Golding family, I wouldn’t even entertain your

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smile. “Of course, I’d never question your strength–you are ranked on the Underworld Index,

don’t come cheap, right? Also, your daughter married into the Golding family. You have them as your allies, yet instead of calling on their power, you came to me.

The Golding family may be my in–laws, but that’s exactly why I don’t want to call in a favor from them. They’re my trump card, my ace up my sleeve. I can’t

them in your back pocket for something bigger. “You’re right—if I go to Jayrodale personally, Michael will be fine. That is if he survives long enough for me to get there. If he’s already dead by the

captured and even made sure Tiana called to inform me. He wants something from me—he’s stalling. That means my son is

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