Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Meanwhile, Quinton's face twisted in fury as he gritted his teeth, nearly shouting, "Mr. Golding Senior, you've completely lost your judgment! That guy from Supreme Capital Group? He is Andrew Lloyd from Jayrodale-the owner of

Moonlit Apothecary.

"Everything that happened to Elon in Jayrodale, and even the humiliation Winston suffered there—every last bit of it was thanks to that bastard! He's the exact same man your family's bounty was targeting. That's the guy!"

Richard's eyes burned with rage as he roared, "Quinton, are you absolutely certain about what you're saying?"

Quinton shouted right back, "Dead serious! Every damn word! If I'm lying, do whatever you want to me, Mr. Golding Senior-hell, if you want to kill me right now, I won't fight it!"

Richard stumbled a step, barely staying on his feet as disbelief crashed over him. "So, that little punk was lying to me from the very start? He didn't just steal my money—he fooled my heart, tricked my trust?"

Quinton let out a sharp breath. "Wait... Mr. Golding Senior, are you saying... you trusted Andrew that much?"

Richard's forehead veins bulged in rage. "That little bastard! After everything, I treated him like a friend! If that's not emotion, then what the hell is it? So, he's the one behind Moonlit Apothecary, and those miracle drugs were his doing all along."

He added, "No wonder when we talked business, he spoke so confidently-he knew everything about those two damn pills!"

Right then, a few of the other major players noticed something was off with Richard and walked up, concerned.

You look like you're

where's our

him and iron out the

enthusiastic voices hit his ears, Richard absolutely lost it. He screamed like a madman, "Collaboration? You can shove that collaboration! That little piece

to pieces, dragged through hell, and

bodyguards immediately fanned out in all directions. However, it was already too

them reported, "Sir, we've got a

why the hell didn't you stop him? Why didn't anyone

vented his anger on his men, kicking and punching

and they reasoned, "Even if we chased him now, we wouldn't catch up. He was driving a LaFerrari. That thing flies unless

and he nearly collapsed on the spot.

chilling laugh

and the others stared in alarm, completely caught off

Senior, are you

let this get

someone get him to a hospital! He's