Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

"Mr. Lloyd, this is satisfying! So very satisfying!" one of the members exclaimed.

"That's right, we knew that once you arrived, that old bastard Cillian would have no choice but to bow down and submit!" another chimed in.

"Mr. Lloyd, you're like the anchor of our Chamber of Commerce!" they continued with their praise.

Andrew raised his hand to stop their flattery. "Gentlemen, I know exactly what you're all thinking! Anyway, the doors of the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce are always open! Anyone who's unhappy can get the hell out anytime! If anyone wants to leave, I won't stop them!"

No one dared to speak up.

They had all come with Cillian, expecting to watch him flex his power and intimidate others. Yet, Cillian ended up in the hospital, and the person who was supposed to get beaten down was standing there completely unharmed.

They thought that perhaps this new chairman really was a force to be reckoned with, and they would better avoid using dirty tricks in the future.

Many of them began calculating their next moves carefully.

Rachel smiled and suggested, "Mr. Lloyd, since all the other board members are here today, why don't we go out for a meal together? We can celebrate you officially taking over and starting your new position!"

Andrew thought about it and nodded in agreement. He had not really gotten to know the Chamber of Commerce members yet, and having a meal together would be perfect. It would give him a chance to get to know everyone and make it easier to manage them later.

Rachel chose the venue herself. Naturally, it was the finest restaurant under her

name.

group got into their cars and

Mercedes, BMWs, and Porsches, complete with drivers. Only Andrew pulled up in a beat-up Mazda with a crumpled front bumper, turning heads

himself remained completely unfazed. It was just a car. He

Lloyd, you have such refined taste. Anyone can tell

sideways. "I don't know anything about art. My car was simply

I give you a car as a gift? As the head of the Chamber of Commerce, you really

I don't like

to curry favor, Rachel

entire evening talking about business or bragging about women, making

straight up. offered to hook him up with blondes with golden eyes, raving about how they

zero interest. Eventually, he stepped out of the

waitress rushed by with a

so sorry, sir! I didn't spill anything on you, did

brush it

of him, wearing the restaurant's supervisor uniform with a slender figure, also stood there stunned it

Their eyes locked.

dimmed with unease, and she quickly looked away, bowing her