Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 689

Jackie wore a deep frown, worry etched across his face. "But Miss, we're completely stuck here in Jayrodale. We have no working capital, no reliable connections, and now Mr. Woods—our strongest card—is gone. We can't pull off anything without resources."

Aspen shot her a glare, voice cold and sharp. "Shut up. It's not as hopeless as it looks. Don't forget that I still have the pharmaceutical formulas from Rhodes Corporation's Pharmaceutical Division. Those formulas are pure gold."

She added, "Stevens Corporation has already partnered with a manufacturing firm to start production. Once that kicks off, we'll have cash flowing in soon enough."

Bruce gave a cautious nod. "That's a start, but we still need protection. Without someone strong guarding our operations, we'll be exposed."

Aspen's lips twisted into a venomous sneer. Her grip on the ring tightened, her knuckles turning white. "Andrew… this is all your fault."

She turned to Bruce. "Find Finley Moore for me. Tell him I want to partner up. We'll make money together."

Bruce's eyes lit up. "Finley from Hidden Dragons? They're one of the top three in Gabo Creek. That could actually work!"

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Three days later, at the Moonlit Apothecary, Nyla had finally regained her strength. The deadly toxin from the Plaguebringer's Palm was gone, thanks to Andrew's treatment.

She was still a bit weak from the lingering effects of the palm's crushing force. Her body just needed rest to fully recover.

Francesca stretched with a satisfied sigh. "Andrew, Lauren, I have a suggestion. Let me know what you think."

Andrew glanced at her. "Go ahead, Fran."

Lauren chuckled before Francesca could speak. "Oh, Fran, I already know what you're going to say."