Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 1816

Getting from Blumedale to Goldridge only required crossing a state border. It took just about three hours by car, so it was not exactly a long haul.

The next day, Andrew and Zachary chose to drive directly to Goldridge, and they left at dawn.

Lauren, Francesca, and Aspen had all dressed up beautifully, looking absolutely stunning and eye-catching. Meanwhile, Andrew had left Dylan and Natasha behind at Serenity Villa to keep an eye on Shiloh. If anything unexpected happened, they would have to alert Andrew right away.

Zachary drove an SUV and brought along Ruth. Catching Andrew's glance, he explained, "I'm not just bringing her for pleasure. Ruth came from a rough background and is great at taking care of others."

He added, "Ms. Rhodes and the other two are delicate. If they need anything inconvenient handled, we can just have Ruth do it since they're used to the finer things in life."

Andrew nodded. "That's thoughtful of you. Let's head out then. You lead, and I'll follow."

Zachary smiled. "Sure thing. I've been to Goldridge several times and know the roads well, so I'll guide the way."

Winter had already arrived, and it was freezing cold outside. Although they were taking the highway and the roads were not iced over, the scenery was not particularly beautiful.

Andrew focused on driving with Lauren in the passenger seat, while Francesca and Aspen sat in the back. All three women were in high spirits, chatting nonstop throughout the journey.

had filled them in on

absolute scumbag! To think he's supposed to be

women more

around from the passenger seat with a curious expression. "Wait, Aspen, are you

and teased, "Was it one of those take-you-down

eyes and pouted. "If it were gentle love, I'd be begging for more. But you don't understand. I really

bratty back then. Don't get mad at me for saying that, but it's amazing how you got beat down, and somehow, that

works, huh?"

really hate him and even wanted

"In the end, he got you into bed and

me? Besides, Fran, I've noticed

nodded in agreement. "That's right! I think so too. Fran, even I can't compete with how loud

two aren't any different, so don't you dare talk about me! You're just pot calling the kettle black!

it anymore and coughed to interrupt. "Can we please not talk about these things? When we get to Goldridge, Zachary and I need to

You three

shopping by yourselves, okay?"

three women readily agreed. Goldridge was an international metropolis,