Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 984

Chapter 984

Camilla glared at Nyla with eyes full of venom. “You little bitch–this is all your fault! The Goth family fed you, clothed you, gave you everything. And this is how you repay us? By betraying your own blood? You just wait. I swear, I’ll make you regret it.”

Nyla burst into tears. “Dad… Camilla… we were the ones in the wrong. If we all apologize to Andy together, I know he’ll forgive us!”

However, Dominic roared and pointed toward the door. “Get out! Get out of the Goth residence right now! From this moment on, you have no place here. You are no longer one of us.”

Nyla turned pale and dropped to her knees, ready to beg.

Francesca rushed over and pulled her into her arms. Her voice was cold. “Nyla, don’t waste your tears. Instead, be thankful. Because now, you finally see them for who they really are. These people are not parents–they’re monsters.”

Andrew casually patted Dominic’s cheek, a half–smile on his face. “You think I can’t touch you, don’t you? Mr. Goth, maybe we haven’t dealt with each other before, so let me introduce myself properly.

“You’ve got one choice–step down and hand over the leadership of the Goth family. Then take your wife and go retire somewhere far away.”

Dominic’s expression darkened, but then he sneered. “Wow, Andrew, pretty bold of you. Do you really think you can just take over my family? Hah. You think that’s even possible?”

Camilla screeched behind him. “Andrew! Who the hell do you think you are? Others might let you walk all over them, but not the Goth family. If you’ve got the guts, then kill us–I dare you!”

Andrew’s tone remained calm. “The Goth family’s not even a major player. I don’t have the energy to bully nobodies like you. But cutting you off? That I can do.”

Camilla scoffed. “Cut us off? Go ahead and try! You’re just the head of a little clinic, a glorified street pharmacist. You think you can blacklist us? Who do you think you are the mayor of Jayrodale?”

Dominic snorted. “Quit hiding behind your connections, Andrew. Yeah, you’ve got more influence than we do right now, but that doesn’t mean we need to bow down to you. Thinking you can control who leads our family? That’s just childish fantasy.”