Chapter 157

Andrew scoffed silently. Francesca assumed he was merely posturing; wiping out all of East Side seemed impossible—at least, she'd never imagined it. Just then, her phone rang. It was Lauren. As soon as she answered, Lauren urgently asked, “Fran, something huge happened. Is Dr. Lloyd with you?”

“Yes, he is. What happened?”

Lauren’s voice was grim. “Ask Dr. Lloyd if he’s responsible for eliminating the entire East Side and Tony.”

The question struck Francesca like lightning. Forgetting Lauren, she stared at Andrew in shock.

She stammered, “Y–You actually destroyed Tony and all of East Side’s criminal empire? How did you do it?”

Before Andrew could answer, the hospital room door burst open. Irene rushed in, followed by other Stevens family members and Harvey.

“Christie, Christie, are you okay? My baby, there’s so much blood! How badly are you hurt?” Irene wailed, rushing to the hospital bed.

“She’s just asleep. It’s best not to wake her,” Andrew said, frowning.

Irene whirled around, shouting, “Andrew, you’re shameless, showing your face here! This is all your fault! You’re nothing but bad luck! If it weren’t for you, would our Christie be in this state?”

Andrew remained silent, acknowledging some responsibility. He hadn't anticipated Tony using Christina against him.

“Ma’am, I can’t listen to this anymore,” Francesca interrupted coldly. “Dr. Lloyd rescued Ms. Stevens. Instead of thanking him, you’re accusing him. Isn’t that incredibly ungrateful?”

“Thank this good-for-nothing? For what?” Irene spat. “You say he rescued my daughter, but why was she in danger in the first place?”

“Rescuing someone from Tony isn’t easy,” Francesca retorted. “Only someone like Dr. Lloyd could pull it off. Otherwise, Ms. Stevens might not have survived.”

“What do I care about any of that?” Irene ranted. “All I know is Christie got hurt because of him. He’s useless!”

As Francesca tried to argue, Andrew stopped her and addressed Irene. “Tony hurt Christie, so I took revenge for her. I’ll also ensure all her injuries are fully healed.”

“You took revenge?” Irene scoffed. “Who are you trying to fool? I know it was South City’s Mr. Garner and Mr. Yates who took down Tony.”

“You could say that,” Andrew replied calmly. “But Marvin and Dylan work for me. I ordered them to eliminate East Side.”

Irene looked at him with contempt. “Wow, Andrew, you’ve gotten good at telling tall tales. Do you think I’m stupid enough to believe that?”

“Whether you believe me or not is irrelevant,” Andrew said. “I do what needs to be done, answering only to my own conscience.”