Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 1126 Chantelle was behind the wheel while Andrew rode along in the passenger seat as they headed out to treat Derek's old friend, George Keller.

The atmosphere inside the car was tense, with Chantelle's resting expression as frosty and detached as ever, her face practically carved from ice.

Andrew was not the kind of guy to throw warmth at a wall of cold, so he simply stayed quiet, staring out the window at the passing streets.

After holding back for a while, Chantelle finally could not resist and let out a mocking laugh.

"Mr.

Lloyd, what a clever movecreate your own mess, then try to get Mr.

McCormick to step in and clean it up for you.

Don't you think you're playing with fire?" Andrew smiled.

"Playing with fire? Nah, I don't see it that way.

At this point, I'm pretty much one of Mr.

McCormick's trusted men.

So if the little guy's getting targeted, doesn't it make perfect sense for the boss to step in and fix it?" Chantelle was momentarily stunned before letting out a scoff." Andrew, do you have any idea how many people in Blumedale line up just to get a minute of Mr.

McCormick's time? "It's a line long enough to stretch all the way to Jayrodale.

And in that line, there are plenty who are smarter, more capable, and ---- many times more respectable than you." She paused, then turned slightly to glance at him with narrowed eyes before continuing.

"The only reason Mr.

McCormick picked you was because of his respect for Mr.

Thatcher from Jayrodale.

honestyou got lucky and

only lasts

to back it up, you'll get

your fate."

work

McCormick.

for help isn't exactly outrageous, is it? And besides, I'm not

that's not pulling my weight, I don't

You don't seriously believe

you to

you? He's just doing what's expected

His hands are tied.

in Blumedale has already visited the Keller residence, and not a single one had any

makes you think you're any

think much

a cold snort, saying nothing, but her expression made

considered twin pillars

or two, but ina city like Blumedale, where elite physicians gathered from across the nation, his

Andrew's voice turned casual.

a wager? If

one request any request." Chantelle narrowed her eyes and replied icily, "And if you fail,

granted your company, and you'll vanish from his

deliver on that?" Andrew

"Deal.

got yourself abet." Chantelle was

not some minor forfeitit had