Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1615

Oswald tried to break free with all his might, but he could not summon any strength as Andrew completely suppressed him. With a fierce shout, he erupted with another flood of power, yet his hand gripping the cane remained completely motionless.

Andrew's grip on the cane did not budge an inch. It was as if the weight of a mountain pinned it down.

Oswald's eyes widened in disbelief. "Y-Your martial strength is stronger than mine?"

Andrew's palm slammed into his chest with devastating force. The impact sent Oswald screaming as he flew backward through the air, throwing up a mouthful of blood.

His voice dripped with contempt as he said, "You're nothing but an ant. Did you really think I was afraid of the Ackermann family? Afraid of you? This could've been a minor issue. None of this would've happened if your family had just paid back what you owed.

"But instead, you pulled dirty tricks, with father and sons taking turns putting on this pathetic show! Now, I'll show you just how easy it is for me to crush the Ackermann family."

He withdrew his hand, his voice ice-cold as he did not even glance at the utterly terrified Oswald.

One after another, phone calls began flooding into Ackermann Pharmaceutical headquarters.

Martha answered each call, and with every conversation, she looked more thunderstruck, her face turning ashen like a corpse.

"S-Sir, something terrible has happened—no, everything's gone wrong!" she stammered in panic.

"The bank has frozen 300 million dollars of our liquid assets! 107 out of the 108 members of the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce have jointly issued statements to boycott and blacklist the Ackermanns!"

The news kept getting worse as she continued, "And at the hospital, someone's holding a gun to Mr. Abel's head, demanding that you kneel and apologize, or they'll send him to meet his maker!"

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