Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 2026

---- Chapter 2026 George said calmly, "Logan, take some men and send Joe on his cae As a seasoned veteran, he knew this was the time to eliminate threats completely. He knew that when you pulled weeds, you had to rip out the roots. Joe might not have had a personal grudge with Andrew, but he still had to die. Joe stood, staring at Andrew in grief. "I never thought you'd actually go through with it. Andrew, when did you become so cruel, so heartless?" Andrew replied indifferently, "However you choose to see me is your business. But let me remind you...

Everything that happened today was brought on by the Driscoll family themselves." Joe's face twisted with fury. "Fine then, kill me too!" Eric sneered. "Andrew doesn't have to move a finger! I'll kill you myself!" His thinking aligned with George's. Joe could not be allowed to live, or Andrew's path to becoming King of Gabo Creek would be haunted by seeds of vengeance. ---- Victoria cut in sharply. "Everyone, stand aside. Joe, your father wasn't killed by Andrew. Can't you see the dagger in his chest?

Mia's eyes filled with tears, her hair disheveled as she teetered on the edge of complete breakdown. She laughed bitterly, "Fate ... It's all fate... My foolish child, didn't I tell you to leave Blumedale for Goldridge? Why did you come back? Why return at this crucial moment?" Her voice broke as she

I'll kill you, you bitch!" He raised his hand, ready to strike her down. Yet, at the last moment, his hand froze in the air. He could not do it. Mia's lips trembled. "Foolish boy... Since it's come to this, I'll tell you the truth. Maurice was never your father. Your real father... ---- was Franklin Gumey." Joe exploded with fury, "Bitch, do you think I'll believe such

streamed down Mia's face as all strength left her body, and she collapsed to the ground, holding her head as she wept. " It's all karma, nothing but terrible karma! Joe, I know you can't accept

differ." A mocking laugh echoed, brazen and sharp: Heavy footsteps echoed as two rows of figures marched out from the inner courtyard in perfect formation. The man in the