Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 842

Aspen had no say in how Andrew would treat her or what he planned to do with her. She could not run, nor did she dare harbor even the slightest thought of rebellion against him.

As long as the Stevens family in Bridgefields still existed, she had no choice but to bow her head. Otherwise, any reckless move on her part could spark Andrew's wrath, and with just one command, her entire family would be wiped out.

Not long after, Natasha returned. She noticed Aspen standing there, her face flushed with frustration, and asked in surprise, "Aspen, why are you just standing there? Sit down and rest for a bit."

She added, "Like it or not, you're kinda one of us now. Even though I have to keep an eye on you so you don't steal my man, I can't help but feel a little bad for you."

Aspen clenched her jaw and stiffly replied, "No need!"

She would have loved to sit down, but a certain petty bastard clearly did not see her as human.

Natasha glanced at Aspen, noting the barely contained anger on her face, then turned to Andrew, who remained calm and indifferent.

Something clicked in her mind, and she asked, "Darling, are you leaving Aspen with me for now?"

Andrew scoffed in disgust. "That's why you're smarter than this clueless new slave. I still don't get why I let Zephyr and the others walk free, only to be stuck with this useless burden."

Hearing that, Aspen could no longer hold back. "Andrew, don't forget—you already promised not to go after the Stevens family anymore! I know you hate me and look down on me. But you made a promise, and your word should mean something!"

Andrew waved her off. "Relax. As dumb and irrationally confident as you are, I don't go back on my word. I'll just chalk this up as a business deal where I took a loss."