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.

for a few minutes, and these two men had somehow started a full-blown shirtless

to believe that wherever Andrew showed

his expression becoming grave. "Mr. Lloyd, there's actually another matter I wanted to discuss with you today. The southern

has received several victims who were caught in the crossfire, and

and Dr.

head. "They're treating some of the wounded, but a few cases are beyond

Governor McCormick, these martial arts clans bringing their grudges

they're still pulling this kind of crap? I think you're going to have to get

cold huff. "You're right, Mr. Lloyd. It's

on them. Gabo Creek has

Dragons, Crimson

In

all started getting

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

Andrew smiled. "Special

departments? Let me guess-either

the Special Ops

Chetvine's Ironhold Division. Or

perhaps they're specialized

operatives sent by those

ovel