Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 996

"Our Fields family doesn't even measure up to the Goths," Tony muttered, his voice heavy with dread. "If he could take them down, wiping us out would be effortless."

Oliver snapped, his tone biting. "Tony, call that bastard Shawn back. Right now. You heard Andrew. He doesn't want to see that punk anywhere in Jayrodale again. So, we either follow orders—or we prepare to die."

Tony's face was grim as he immediately pulled out his phone to call his son.

Meanwhile, Oliver said nothing more. He simply turned around and smacked both gate guards across the face.

"Mr. Oliver—sir! W-Why are you hitting us?"

The two guards were already a mess as Andrew had broken their noses earlier. Now, their swollen lips looked like sausages from Oliver's slaps.

Oliver roared, "You two brainless mutts! You can't even tell who you were dealing with! Didn't hear what the man said? He said your mouths run a little too wild, and I'm here to give you some basic training."

He landed another round of brutal slaps. The guards' teeth came loose, blood gushed, and they screamed in pain.

"Mr. Oliver! Please, take it easy! Mr. Lloyd only said to discipline us—not beat us to death!"

Oliver scoffed. "Idiots. Like you two would understand someone like him. When a man like Andrew says 'basic training', what he really means is I should've cut your tongues out. Got it now?"

"N-No! Please, Mr. Oliver, we get it! We were wrong! We swear we'll change, just don't hurt us anymore!"

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Inside the estate, Tony could still hear the screaming at the gates, and it only made his frustration worse.