Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Andrew reached the restaurant entrance and decided to bail early. After the treasure hunt, he had not had time to reconnect with his three demanding girlfriends who were already pissed about his social dinner. They were already bombarding him with texts, each calling him 'honey' and begging him to come home.

A delivery driver in a yellow uniform came drifting to a stop right in front of him, grabbing his order bag before rushing into the restaurant. Working in that industry was not easy, so Andrew stepped aside to make way for him.

Watching the guy's walking movements, Andrew's medical instincts immediately told him this person had previously broken his leg. Moreover, he probably only had one kidney left-his body movements were uncoordinated, and he was already breathing heavily after just a few steps, looking extremely weak.

The delivery guy unconsciously muttered his thanks and looked up.

When Andrew saw him, he could not help but show a mocking expression.

"I-It's you!" The delivery guy stammered, blinking in shock.

Andrew smiled and said, "It's me!"

Leroy wiped the sweat from his face, his cheeks flushed red as he said, "Mr. Lloyd, hello!"

Andrew asked, "Can you support your family doing deliveries?"

a bitter laugh. "I don't have any real skills. I'm just a useless bum who takes and eats whatever's handed to him. Christie's the one carrying all the weight

Though compared to how stupid you

for a moment before saying, "Mr. Lloyd, are you... still unwilling to forgive Christie? She's been through a lot already. She's

You've got it twisted if you think I care whether the

hollow laugh. "Looking back at how I used to act... man, what a dumbass I was. Mr. Lloyd, ever

be late, and if the

that, he dashed off as if his life

had been bedridden ever since their downfall, too crushed by the blow to even get up. The Stevens family had gone bankrupt,

was capable,

the bottom. Now, she had gained Rachel's favor and had been promoted to floor manager at one of her upscale

him, it was all just karma.

made his way toward his beat-up little

make good on her word and compensate him for the

as two black gun barrels extended

from the Driscolls. Answer what you're asked, or we'll personally send you to meet your