Chapter 1318
The Bridgefields’ Stevens family members were staying at the Veridian Hotel.
“Zephyr, didn’t you say Aspen was coming over? Why isn’t she here yet?” asked the elegantly dressed woman with concern. She was Aspen’s mother, Esther Bowles.
Zephyr appeared tense, but he still replied, “Let’s wait a bit longer. Perhaps Aspen is busy right now. Don’t worry, Andrew probably isn’t being too harsh with her.”
Esther sighed, feeling heartbroken. Her precious daughter had fallen into someone else’s hands and was at their mercy—how could that end well? Moreover, she knew Aspen’s personality and beauty all too well. She feared Aspen was already battered and bruised.
Esther did not want to think further, but she could already imagine that she had lost her once pure and obedient daughter.
The well-dressed man beside her let out a cold snort, his polished exterior belying the menace in his voice. “If Aspen has suffered any harm, even a scratch, I’ll make sure Andrew pays with his life.”
Zephyr waved his hand and said, “Oscar, don’t be impulsive! We came to Blumedale for two reasons—first, to attend the Grand Medical Summit, and second, to safely bring Aspen back to Bridgefields. So it’s best if we avoid provoking Andrew if possible. He’s someone our family cannot afford to antagonize.”
Oscar was from the Hopkins family in Bridgefields, which, like the Stevens family, was among the leading families in Bridgefields. The Hopkins were slightly more powerful than the Stevens family.
Oscar sneered, his words exuding dominance. “Mr. and Mrs. Stevens, don’t worry. I won’t do anything rash that would cause trouble for Aspen. But if Andrew goes too far and actually hurts Aspen, then I’ll use my connection here in Blumedale and make him pay the price.”
Esther smiled and asked, “Oscar, your connections in Blumedale are with the Goldings of the Five Apex Families, am I right?”
Oscar grinned smugly and confidently replied, “That’s right, Mrs. Stevens. Elon Goldings and I are old acquaintances. When he visited Bridgefields before, I was the one who arranged his reception.
“If I ask, Elon will definitely help us. In front of him, Andrew is nothing. Let’s be charitable and call him irrelevant. Or we could be honest—he’s just their lapdog, begging for scraps.”
Esther’s interest was piqued, and she could not help but look at Zephyr. “Zephyr, look at that—Oscar has such a relationship with the Goldings. Perhaps we should use Oscar’s connections to thoroughly settle our grievances with Andrew?”
Zephyr frowned and said, “Unless absolutely necessary, it’s best if we avoid direct conflict with Andrew.”
Oscar smirked. “Don’t worry, Mr. Stevens. If I can get Elon involved, that guy will be begging on his knees and will let Aspen go without a fight.”
Zephyr still shook his head and replied, “Oscar, I appreciate your good intentions! Your feelings for Aspen are clear to both Esther and me. However, there are certain circumstances you’re unaware of. Andrew is not an ordinary person, and our family doesn’t want to provoke him again.”
Oscar secretly despised Zephyr’s attitude, thinking Andrew was just a small-time thug from Jayrodale. They were in Blumedale, and Andrew was nothing here. He thought Zephyr was acting like a coward.
Despite his contempt, Oscar did not say much more. He had come for Aspen, the long-legged beauty, and as long as he could successfully help the Stevens family bring her back to Bridgefields, Zephyr and Esther would owe him a favor.
Afterward, when he expressed his interest in Aspen, the Stevens family would not be able to refuse him and would have to agree.
After waiting for another ten minutes, as the Stevens family grew increasingly anxious, Judith Stevens, a young girl from the Stevens family, suddenly exclaimed, “Mr. and Mrs. Stevens, Aspen is here! The guy next to her is so handsome! And he’s driving a Ferrari! Wow! Aspen isn’t suffering at all in Blumedale!”