Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Rounding the screen, Andrew stepped into a room that oozed classic elegance and femininity.

Everything inside, from the painting to the curated instruments and decor, spoke of refined taste and artistry.

A soft purple veil hung from the canopy over the bed, trailing to the plush carpet below, completely obscuring what lay behind it.

Victoria's voice came from inside again. "Mr. Lloyd, please find yourself a place to sit!"

Andrew replied, "Mrs. Peck, this is your private chamber, and I think it's best I remain standing. I only came by to pay my respects. If you're feeling unwell, I can always return another day."

A melodious laugh rang out, and Victoria's voice turned teasing from behind the veil. "Aren't you being all respectful? I'm guessing that bitch Tiana taught you to do this, right? Let me guess... She not only taught you to be well-behaved and keep a low profile in front of me!

"She also told you that I'm a shameless flirt, a woman who only knows violence and nothing else, right?"

Andrew could not help but feel his scalp tingle. Victoria was definitely not someone to underestimate. After all, Tiana indeed said those things to him.

What made it worse was how soft and sweet her voice was, like she was a gentle, lovesick woman rather than someone terrifying enough to make the entire city tread carefully.

Anyone who did not know better might be fooled into thinking she was just an elegant, tender noblewoman.

been warned by Tiana. He knew that behind that curtain was not some fragile beauty. Instead, there lay a terrifying figure who was nearly a

and have been feeling quite unwell. I've heard that you have amazing medical skills and great talent, and are now Blumedale's renowned Grand Physician. Since you're here, why don't you take a look at

how suspicious it looked or

the curtain's edge. From behind it, a pale, slender

almost impossibly

for her wrist to

her skin, that graceful hand suddenly twisted and locked down

react. He simply asked in a low voice, "Mrs. Peck, what is

tone turned cold. "What do you think it means? Mr. Lloyd, someone

to pull his hand free, but her grip

strength that pinned him in

trying to say," Andrew said flatly. "But

go, I'll be forced to

had gone cold,

answered without concern. "Don't be foolish.

with me, you'll be the one paying