Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 1770

Just then, Chantelle walked in carrying the tea, only to freeze on the spot. Her eyes widened as she blurted out, "Holy crap!"

Derek was practically draped over Andrew, his hands all over the place. Meanwhile, Andrew's shirt had been pulled open at the chest, and he kept dodging Derek's hands.

"Governor McCormick... W-w-what are you two doing?!" stared, completely stunned.

Derek scrambled upright and cleared his throat, his face slightly flushed. "Elle, it's not what it looks like!"

Then, he laughed awkwardly. "Come on, Mr. Lloyd, let's have some tea!"

His hands were shaking so badly that half the tea spilled.

Derek was still shocked that Andrew bore the legendary Blood-Eyed Black Dragon mark on his chest. Even for someone like him, who had seen all sorts of powerful figures, he still felt waves of excitement coursing through him.

The Blood-Eyed Black Dragon marking was the unique symbol that marked someone as a true heir of the Lloyds bloodline-one of the Dragon Princes.

Hence, Andrew's background was simply unfathomable.

Andrew casually pulled his shirt back on and said bluntly, "Ms. Garcia, just for the record, Governor McCormick was the one who got handsy. I behaved myself."

Chantelle glared at him. She could not believe Andrew was so merciless toward Derek.

few minutes,

wherever Andrew showed

wanted to discuss with you today. The southern martial arts world has been rather unsettled lately. The internal conflicts between several major organizations and martial arts families have started harming

in the crossfire, and I'm afraid we need you to take a look

and Dr.

his head. "They're treating some of the wounded, but a few cases are beyond them. They're specifically waiting for

McCormick, these martial arts clans bringing their grudges

This is modern society, they're still pulling this kind of crap? I think you're going to

out a cold huff. "You're right, Mr.

Gabo Creek

major alliances-Hidden Dragons, Crimson Alliance, and

In recent

started

always think their fists are the law. Well, I've already made arrangements. Higher-ups have also dispatched

Andrew smiled. "Special

departments? Let me guess-either

from the

Chetvine's Ironhold Division. Or

perhaps they're specialized

operatives sent by those

ovel