NovelEnglishChapter 1472 Grand Viper snapped, "I'm not sidiot with too much ton my hands. Why would I randomly pick a fight with the Wrights for no reason? But the moment this Andrew kid showed up, our two sides suddenly had a blood feud on our hands. Don't you think there's something seriously wrong with that timing?" Kevin frowned and remained silent, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. However, anyone could see that his resolve was already wavering, and doubt was creeping into his mind.
Mosby flashed a cruel smile and exchanged a meaningful glance with Grand Viper. Quinton also silently repositioned himself, taking a flanking spot without being told.
In an instant, Andrew found himself completely surrounded from all directions. Mosby, Grand Viper, Quinton, and the Wrights' security team had formed a loose circle around him, trapping him in the center with no escape route.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKevin turned his gaze to Andrew, expression dark and unreadable. "Andy, don't you have anything to explain? If not, then as your sworn brother, I won't hold back." His voice, by the end, was dripping with killing intent.
Andrew let out a tic sigh. "Wow... I didn't think you'd be so easily fooled by these manipulative snakes. I risked my life to chere with you, thinking we were avenging the Wrights together. But in the end, you're turning on me? Brother turning against brother-do you know how much that hurts?" He looked so hurt and sincere, it did not seem like an act at all. And for a second, Kevin hesitated again, doubt flickering in his eyes. He wondered if Andrew might have actually been framed.
While Kevin wavered, Rafael, Mosby, Grand Viper, and Quinton were seething with rage.
"You lying little weasel! Of all the traitors I've met, you're the slimiest. If we don't take you out today, you'll beca real threat down the line. You're already this devious at such a young age-I must take your head!" Grand Viper was a man of action rather than words, with little in his head besides martial arts. Seeing Andrew smooth-talk his way through even this desperate situation, still trying to drive wedges between them, made him want to jump up and crack Andrew's skulfopen right there.
For someone like Grand Viper, direct combat was no problem at all. But this verbal chess match-these layers of deceit, mistrust, and manipulation? It made his head feel like it was going to explode.
Quinton, too, was boiling inside.
Andrew's composure under pressure and sharp intellect were far beyond what he could ever hope to match. If he were the one wet surrounded like this, cornered on all sides with his life on the line, he would have already cracked.
He would either be on his knees begging or swinging for his life, no in-between.
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But Andrew? The guy stood there, hands behind his back, like he was just out for a peaceful stroltim his backyard. Quinton had always considered himself cunning and resourceful enough, but compared to Andrew, he was clearly just an amateur. Both Mosby and Rafael were seasoned old foxes in their own right. However, at this moment, they both cto the sunspoken conclusion-Andrew had to die today.
Otherwise, he would becan uncontrollable threat in the future, because he was simply too difficult to handle.
Rafael suddenly roared, "Mr. Wright Senior, what's there to hesitate about? Have your team move in! We'll back them up-let's end this bastard now! Ever since Andrew showed up in Blumedale, people have been paying the price left and right! "The Goldings, the Haywoods,
Mosby-even one of your own sons, I heard, once fell into his trap! Think about it. Mr. Wright Senior. Before all this, the Wrights used to live peacefully and maintain thei fearsreputation throughout Blumedale." The will be updated first on this website. Cback and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!
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