Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1451

Rafael said, "Didn't you want to kill your old man and take his place? Sure, the risk is a bit high, but Grand Viper already hates the Wrights to his core. It's not entirely impossible to make this work.

"As long as you handle things cleanly, I wouldn't mind helping you get Grand Viper to step in."

Quinton gritted his teeth and asked, "But what if Andrew says no?"

Mosby shrugged and said, "Then you're worthless to us, and Grand Viper's already dying to skin you alive."

Quinton did not say a word. He took the blank piece of the map and walked out of the villa. He muttered, "You two filthy dogs… One day, I'll make sure you suffer worse than death."

As he glanced back at the villa, his eyes were filled with venomous hatred. He had not expected that giving up the map would not earn him gold or power, but instead, a death sentence.

He should have seen it coming. Mosby and Rafael were both snakes—treachery was second nature to them.

"But what now? How the hell do I even talk to Andrew? With the way he operates, he'd probably treat me like dog crap."

Quinton stood by the roadside, a dark expression clouding his face as he struggled to make a decision.

After a long pause, he pulled out his phone and made a call. "Yara, hey, my sweet little sister… Got time for a coffee with me?"

He was all smiles, trying his best to sound humble and polite.

Yara answered coldly, "Quinton, cut the crap. Coffee? You seriously think I'd believe anything you say now?"

Quinton cursed silently, calling her an ungrateful little bitch. "Yara. I need a favor. You're pretty close with Andrew, aren't you? I need to ask him for something."

Quinton kept his tone low and submissive, still trying to sweet-talk her.

That only made Quinton more furious. He nearly lunged at them to start swinging punches, but he held it in.

If he could not activate that fragment of the map in his hands, his life would be over soon anyway.

Suddenly, someone popped into his head—Christina. She was the woman he originally planned to make his own, but now, rumor had it, she was living in Andrew's Serenity Villa.

That might just be his solution.

Immediately, he made another call. "Where are you? I've got something I need you to do—right now. If you screw this up, I'm done being patient. I'll kill you, your mom, and your little brother. No more warnings."

Quinton's voice was vicious, threatening without hesitation.