Andrew finally came face to face with the so-called golden boy of the Driscoll

family, who everyone raved about. He had to admit that Joe was pretty good-

looking.

He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips. His

polished, aristocratic expression stayed frozen in a constant state of aloof

detachment, the kind of poker face that did not impress Andrew at all.

Nonetheless, for girls like Liliana, his appeal was devastating.

All the spoiled brats moved aside to clear a path for Joe, and he walked up to

Andrew. He did not stop until there was less than half a meter between them.

Andrew remained calm, waiting for the other party to speak.

Joe said flatly, "You're Andrew Lloyd, right? You're not worthy of Lauren!"

It was a direct verdict.

Andrew grinned and asked, "If you say so. Anyway, I guess I can leave now,

right?"

Joe frowned, but he did not say a word. Instead, the spoiled brats around them

burst into mocking laughter.

scared,

you can just walk

knees, apologize to Mr. Driscoll,

Then, you can crawl out of

after another, like

and chuckled. "You think

to do? Oh, please."

turned red with

the revolver in his hand and pointed it

arrogant piece of trash! When Mr. Driscoll says

more word, and

ever the bootlicker, sneered, "Even if Mr. Driscoll

Fight Club like a

completely ignored these pieces of trash and

Gary, and the

could not help

this guy was

unafraid of a gun.

balls to expose

insulted. Taking a step forward, he

think I won't dare shoot

the trigger,

watched

He could not

Andrew would dare

so completely. At

he could not guarantee

if a bullet was

the next second, Joe's expression darkened

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