Chapter 126

Lauren, Cedric, and Dylan watched in shock as a figure calmly entered the room. Ignoring the palpable tension, the man strode directly toward Tony.

“You must be Tony Madden, the so-called king of East Side,” Andrew said, his voice steady. “You beat up Juan and killed your man. Well, I’m here. What are you going to do about it?”

Lauren, Cedric, and Dylan were stunned by the sheer audacity. He had single-handedly stormed East Side, killed one of Tony’s top men, and brutally beaten Juan. He was openly defying Tony himself.

Even Dylan, a seasoned veteran of violence and chaos, felt a cold sweat break out as he watched Andrew’s unwavering stance. He’d always known Andrew was formidable, but this was on a completely different level.

Tony’s face reddened with rage, veins bulging in his forehead as he growled, “I’m going to kill you!”

Over a hundred East Side members flooded the room, their faces contorted with menace. Several exuded a fierce, expertly trained presence.

In an instant, Tony’s men surrounded Andrew and the others.

Lauren shouted, “Mr. Madden Senior, are you sure you want to escalate this to an all-out war? This won’t end well for anyone!”

Tony roared, “I want more than that! I’m going to make sure that punk is ripped apart piece by piece!” He could handle losing Rocco, but seeing his son and heir so brutally beaten was unforgivable.

Tony sneered. “You’ve got guts, kid, I’ll give you that. But coming to my territory and acting so cocky? Nobody can save you now.”

Andrew shook his head. “You’ve got it backward; you’re the one who needs saving, old dog.” Tony burst into laughter. “What did you say? Are you blind? One word from me and my men will cut you to pieces!”

Lauren, Cedric, and Dylan nervously sweated, unable to comprehend Andrew’s confidence facing hundreds of armed thugs.

“Our people are blocked outside,” Dylan said grimly.

Lauren added, “We can’t afford a war with Tony right now.”

Cedric’s lips twitched as he struggled to remain calm. “It’s not up to us. Dr. Lloyd’s clearly made up his mind. What the hell are we supposed to do now?”

“Listen, I never started anything with East Side,” Andrew continued calmly. “Juan kept coming after me, and I was just defending myself.”

Tony laughed coldly. “After killing my man and beating Juan half to death, you think that matters now?”

Andrew asked, “So, what’s your plan? Honestly, I’m not a fan of violence. It’s not really my style.”