Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 1239 They must have had the courage of a lion and the audacity of a fool to do something like that! Sergey, with his crew and Leroy in tow, scrambled into the van, their hearts pounding as they made a mad dash to escape! Right then, Sergey's face was so swollen, he could pass for an actual grizzly.

As he mashed the gas pedal and jerked the wheel, he bellowed, "Leroy, if I don't make you wish you were dead today, then I'm no man..." Leroy, his face a mask of blood, wailed, " Sergey, what did I ever do to you? I paid you, fair and square. You wouldn't take care of Andrew, okay, but to turn on me? Where's your honor, man?" Sergey's growl was terrifying, "You're still plotting against others, Leroy, you're asking for it! Haven't you learned your lesson yet? Don't you get it?

Any resident of The Sovereign Residences could snap us up in a heartbeat! "You've trashed my rep, my whole life's work, thanks to you! So, you're gonna pay!" Sergey had almost met his maker at the gates of The Sovereign Residences, and he was seething with fury! If only he had known Leroy was after the residents of The Sovereign Residences! ---- He would not have stirred up trouble there, not for all the money in the world!

The Sovereign Residences' security was acting, scared stiff of Andrew... it had to be someone from The Five Apex Families, right? The thought alone sent shivers down Sergey's spine, and he felt like his guts were about to jump out of his

rubbing elbows with the big family heirs, you don't have to be scared of Andrew!" The van screeched to a halt at a scrapyard that looked like a graveyard for forgotten things. Sergey's face was thunderous as he grabbed Leroy

and begging for help, Sergey did not buy for a second that his brother-in-law was some hotshot from the Wright family! Sergey's crew flashed their shark grins, all bloodlust and malice. They pinned Leroy

slipped on a mask and donned a white coat. He hefted a box, grimy and filled with all sorts of scary-looking surgical tools. Sergey grabbed a syringe and a scalpel that gleamed with menace. He loomed over Leroy, a twisted smile on his