Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1403

Grand Viper nodded with satisfaction. "You're far stronger than White Viper ever was. That much, I'm not worried about. Go on—handle the second task first, then move on to the first!"

Black Viper did not question the order. "Yes, sir!"

As Black Viper left, Rafael could not hold back anymore. "Grand Viper, how could you send him to deal with the Wrights first? Your personal grudge can wait—what matters now is recovering the map fragment!"

Grand Viper shot him a cold glance, flashing a smile that did not reach his eyes. He asked, "Mr. Driscoll, are you saying your mission is more important than my reputation?"

Rafael froze, lips pressed tight, and let out a low scoff. He dared not argue further since this snake-wielding lunatic was a martial king with terrifying killing power. Hence, it was best not to push his luck.

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Meanwhile, over at the Wrights' estate, the atmosphere was no better—pure rage gripped every corner of the house.

"Five of our men were slaughtered!" roared the captain of the Wrights' security, a cruel-looking old man named Tora. "This blood debt must be paid back tenfold!"

In the main hall, five bodies lay side by side—the fallen security team, their deaths gruesome beyond words, and no one could bear to look too long.

Quinton clenched his jaw. "This was Andrew. It had to be that treacherous bastard! He led our men to their deaths—he's the one who got them killed. Father, we must act now! Bring him in and make him answer for this!"

Kevin, seated at the head of the table, stayed quiet, his expression dark and unreadable.

Yara, seeing this, grew anxious. "Dad, you and Andrew are sworn brothers. There's no way he would do something like this!"

Quinton sneered. "You're still defending that scumbag? After what just happened? If he didn't do it, then who did?"

Yara gritted her teeth. "Quinton, stop talking crap! If Andrew was behind it, would he have called us himself to come retrieve the bodies? He said he'd come here personally to explain everything to our family!"

Quinton laughed coldly. "Explain? Do you think he's got the guts to show his face here after spilling blood? There's nothing to explain—he's guilty as hell!