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.

got into their cars and headed to

Andrew

just a car. He never needed

taste. Anyone can tell you appreciate cars and art-even your choice of vehicle is

about art. My car was simply damaged in an accident, that's all.

car as a gift? As the head of the Chamber

don't like

curry favor,

meal was painfully boring for Andrew. These Chamber big shots spent the entire evening talking about business or bragging about women, making his ears practically numb

him to try out foreign masseuses and how skilled their hands were. Others straight up. offered to hook him

of the

with a tray of drinks and nearly collided

on you, did I?"

about to brush

in front of him, wearing the restaurant's supervisor uniform with a slender

Their eyes locked.

unease, and she quickly looked away, bowing her head. Her hands,