Of the Internet stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is Rising from the Ashes (Andrew). The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 957. Let's read the author's Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) Internet story right here.
Chapter 957
Chapter 957
Irene spat, “With Mr. Wright backing our Christie, she’s going to be way more powerful than you! She’ll crush you under her feet—just wait and see!”
With that, the three members of the Stevens family scurried away, talls between their legs.
Francesca, still fuming, crossed her arms. “What is wrong with these people? Christina is getting more twisted by the day! That Quinton guy is ambitious as hell. The moment he set foot in Jayrodale, he tried to snatch the Titan Essence Pill and the Vitality Pill by force!
“And yet, Christina actually trusts him? Quinton is going to be even worse than Harvey–he’ll devour her whole!”
Andrew shrugged. “That’s her problem, not mine. You can’t wake someone up if they’re determined to keep pretending they’re in a dream.”
Francesca’s eyes flickered with thought. “Andrew, Quinton isn’t just some random guy. Maybe you should at least try to warn Christina, considering… you two had that kind of history?”
Andrew shook his head. “It’s pointless trying to talk sense into someone hell–bent on destruction. Besides, I’m not interested.”
Francesca smirked and let out a playful hum. “That’s more like it. Honestly, I was just throwing that out there. If you’d actually said yes and tried to meddle, I would’ve been really pissed!”
Andrew raised an eyebrow. “So you were setting me up, hoping I’d fall into the trap?”
Francesca giggled smugly. “And if I was? I’m not some clueless, naive girl!”
Andrew let out a low chuckle. “Well then, you’re getting the punishment stick tonight.”
Francesca gasped and pinched his waist hard, huffing, “You old perv! One day, Lauren and I are going to team up and drain you dry!”
Just then, a sleek luxury car pulled up outside Moonlit Apothecary, and a pregnant woman stepped out, holding an umbrella.
She did not walk in immediately but stood at the entrance, scanning the place with a critical eye. Then, with a lukewarm tone, she muttered, “I’ve heard so much about Moonlit Apothecary–how exclusive and high–class it supposedly is. But now that I see it in person… it’s really nothing special.”
Francesca’s expression darkened. She did not appreciate the insult, but she held her tongue since the woman was pregnant.
“Hello, ma’am. Are you here for a consultation or to pick up medicine?”
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