Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 2175

---- Chapter 2175 Elijah had already taken the initiative to make peace and even came to toast Andrew. Yet, Andrew would not give him any face atall. After all, it was Elijah who had been slapped before, so if anyone should have been raising a glass, it should have been Andrew. However, this bastard was acting high and mighty, and Elijah could no longer hold back his fury. His outburst immediately drew the attention of the dozen or so other people at the table. All eyes turned to them with great interest. Freddie continued sipping his drink with a sly smile, looking like a cunning old fox.

Andrew did not even glance at Elijah and said coldly, "Get lost. What makes you think you're worthy of drinking with me?" Elijah became even more furious. "Andrew, are you looking for death?" he snarled through gritted teeth, his rage causing wine to spill from his glass. Harold barked coldly, "Elijah, you're being disrespectful! How dare you speak like that in front of Mr. Lloyd?" ---- He immediately stepped in to smooth things over and apologized to Andrew. "I'm sorry, Mr. Lloyd. Elijah has such a bad temper, and there's nothing I can do about it! How about this?

place to show our apologies." He raised his glass toward Andrew, but this time, Andrew refused to show him any courtesy either. "Mr. Knowles Senior, I already told you, it's nothing. Your family doesn't need to toast me or apologize. I came here for Mr. Hawkins, out of respect for his invitation. Beyond that, I couldn't care less." Harold's eyes flickered with a shadow of cold fury, gone in a blink. 'Cocky little

"Come, Mr. Knowles, let's share a toast instead." Grateful for the escape, Harold clinked glasses with him at once. Andrew did not bother with any more

ground. After dropping Chantelle back home, he immediately headed for the place. Soon, he arrived at what looked like a martial arts institution, though the decor was far more upscale than usual. The facility was packed with advanced training equipment meant for

moment. Freddie was dressed in martial arts training gear, complete with protective headgear. He looked ready for a sparring match. "Mr. Hawkins, what's this about?" Andrew could not help but ask. Freddie was barefoot and threw a couple of side kicks that looked pretty decent, though his