NovelUSAChapter 1408 Andrew's face remained cold as stone. His foot never left the gas pedal, and he drove the Ferrari straight at them.
"Stop!" Aspen shrieked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWith a harsh screech, the car cto a halt mere inches from Christina's face. The high beams were blinding, forcing the once-proud ice queen to squint. Her face was ghostly pale, without a trace of color.
Andrew stepped out of the car, his voice chillier than the night wind. "Get up and get the hell out." However, Christina and her family did not move. They kept kneeling in silence.
Irene gave a broken laugh, her voice cracking. "Andrew... please help us. Help Christie, just this once... Jayrodale's Stevens family is gone. We've lost everything! We don't even have a place to sleep tonight." Andrew let out a sharp scoff. "And what's that got to do with me? You're homeless now? Why not crawl to Quinton for shelter?" Leroy clutched his stomach, which had been growling nonstop. He was clearly starving.
In a pitiful voice, he said, "We did go to him. But... that bastard tried to force himself on Christie. She refused, so he threw us out. Andrew, we were wrong. Our whole family was wrong. Please... just let us stay. Please..." Leroy collapsed in tears, a grown adult sobbing at Andrew's feet. His swollen face and trembling limbs made it clear that he was not just hungry, but someone had beaten him to a pulp.
Still, Andrew's expression remained blank. "This isn't a charity shelter. I already told you-we have nothing to do with each other anymore. So, get up and get the hell off my property, unless you want to see what 'unforgiving' really looks like." Irene and Leroy began wailing, slamming their heads into the pavement over and over again.
They refused to rise because they knew that if they left now, they would not survive the night. With nowhere to go, their fate would be nothing short of tragic.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLauren stepped in front of Andrew, smiling sweetly. "Andrew, it's already so late... how about just letting Ms. Stevens and her family stay for one night?" Francesca joined her, her voice was soft but uneasy. "Andrew... it's true. The Stevens family in Jayrodale no longer exists. If we turn them away now, then they'll very likely." She did not finish the sentence, but the implication was obvious.
If they did not take them in tonight, Christina's family might starve in the streets, or worse.
Andrew's face twisted in disgust. "Enough. I'll call security and have all the useless freeloaders in Sovereign Residences evicted-right now."
Christina słowly looked up. Her face was worn and haggard, but she forced a smile. "Andrew, don't worry. I'Fleave. But please, just one small request... Could you let my mom and Leroy stay a while longer?"
She continued, "Especially my mom. I know you hate her I get that. But she's not ygunge anymore. She won't survive out there if she has to keep moving with me."
Andrew suddenly laughed a cold, vicious sound. He stepped forward and grabbed Christina by the chin, lifting her face sharply until she had no choice but to look him dead in the eye. He sneered. "Oh, so now you care about how fragile your mom is? You know she's too old to take the hit, yet you still chose this part."
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