Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 965

Quinton was in disbelief, and his face twisted with rage, velns bulging at his temples as if they were about to burst. The humiliation, the burning fury, and the sheer frustration had his whole body trembling.

He had just been insulted–him, the heir of the Wrights, who came to Jayrodale bringing both power and wealth, and now a bunch of low–level underground thugs had just cursed him in front of everyone.

Christina’s expression was conflicted as she said calmly, “Mr. Wright, please calm down. I think you need to understand the current situation in Jayrodale.”

Quinton snapped, “What damn situation? If it weren’t for my self–control, those cowards–those worthless losers -would’ve all been dead where they sat!”

His face had darkened so much that it looked like a thunderstorm was about to roll in. Everyone he had summoned had either abandoned him or turned on him. The grand effect he envisioned–rallying everyone to crush Andrew- was unraveling fast.

Christina spoke firmly, “Mr. Wright, maybe you don’t know this yet, but Dylan and Natasha are both loyal to Andrew. Right now, he’s the real power in Jayrodale. He’s the underground ruler, the king without a crown.”

For the first time, Quinton felt like the situation was slipping out of his grasp. He frowned and muttered, “That bastard really has that kind of reach?”

Coming from Blumedale, he knew how unruly the underground scene could be–full of dangerous people who answered to no one. You could pay them, and they might stab you in the back anyway. You could suppress them with force, but fear only worked for so long–eventually, they would turn on you.

Hence, Quinton did not fully buy what Christina was saying. To him, Andrew did not look like the kind of guy who could control an entire city’s

underworld.

Nonetheless, Christina had no idea what Quinton was thinking. She simply continued, “It’s not just the

underground. Madblade Martial Academy and Glorious Pharmaceuticals are also more or less under his influence.”

Quinton sneered, “That explains why that punk Rodney had the balls to defy me like that.”

He narrowed his eyes and asked, “What about Raymond? The guy looked like someone had killed his whole family. Don’t tell me he’s one of Andrew’s people too?”