Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1408

Andrew's face remained cold as stone. His foot never left the gas pedal, and he drove the Ferrari straight at them.

"Stop!" Aspen shrieked.

With a harsh screech, the car came to a halt mere inches from Christina's face. The high beams were blinding, forcing the once-proud ice queen to squint. Her face was ghostly pale, without a trace of color.

Andrew stepped out of the car, his voice chillier than the night wind. "Get up and get the hell out."

However, Christina and her family did not move. They kept kneeling in silence.

Irene gave a broken laugh, her voice cracking. "Andrew… please help us. Help Christie, just this once… Jayrodale's Stevens family is gone. We've lost everything! We don't even have a place to sleep tonight."

Andrew let out a sharp scoff. "And what's that got to do with me? You're homeless now? Why not crawl to Quinton for shelter?"

Leroy clutched his stomach, which had been growling nonstop. He was clearly starving.

In a pitiful voice, he said, "We did go to him. But… that bastard tried to force himself on Christie. She refused, so he threw us out. Andrew, we were wrong. Our whole family was wrong. Please… just let us stay. Please…"

Leroy collapsed in tears, a grown adult sobbing at Andrew's feet. His swollen face and trembling limbs made it clear that he was not just hungry, but someone had beaten him to a pulp.

Still, Andrew's expression remained blank. "This isn't a charity shelter. I already told you—we have nothing to do with each other anymore. So, get up and get the hell off my property, unless you want to see what 'unforgiving' really looks like."