Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1178

---- Chapter 1178 Aspen and Chantelle both gasped in disbelief.

They could not believe that Andrew had just toyed with Luna like she was some puppy.

He offered her a treat, dangled it right in front of her face, and then yanked it back when she reached for it.

Anyone with an ounce of pride would have snappedand Luna Phelan was not just anyone.

"Playing games on a razor's edge...

Andrew, I'll be watching," Luna said coldly.

"I'll watch how you destroy yourself." Her expression turned colder than it had been even when confronting Xavier.

With one sharp step, she kicked up a gust of wind and vanished into the air.

It was a clear sign that she was not just leaving, she was unleashing her fury.

That footwork was terrifying," Chantelle muttered.

Even Aspen looked shaken "Keep acting like this, Andrew, and someone's gonna hack you into pieces one day!" Chantelle snapped.

After one last angry glare, she stormed off too.

Aspen did not have quite the same fire in her.

This demon of a man was heartless to ---- her, but at least he was equally dismissive of Chantelle and even Luna.

Somehow, that thought brought a strange sense of peace to her heart.

Inside Serenity Villa, Andrew still felt annoyed.

Sure, he had taken down the Black Wolf mercenaries and killed Andarov.

He even killed Seth, which was no big deal.

Yet, none of that seemed enough to make Blumedale's upper crust actually learn their lesson.

It seemed that only pain could bring about change.

Crippling Xavier, the Haywoods' golden boy, had been part of Andrew's plan to give these elite families a much-needed wake-up call.

However, Luna had swooped in mid-act and ruined everything.

Darling, that Ms.

Phelan is...

terrifying.

I really think you should stop pushing her buttons and just lay low for abit." Even Natasha was advising Andrew to stay low.

Aspen sneered.

"Madam Vostokoff, don't bother trying to talk sense into him.

If he's not challenging the world, he's not Andrew Lloyd." Andrew narrowed his eyes.

"You sure sound like you've got a lot of ---- complaints.

Should I take it out on you tonight instead?" Aspen's face turned bright red.

"Drop dead, you jerk!" All she did was throw in a comment, and this man managed to twist it into something outrageous.