Chapter 1925

Andrew said, “I just want to know if she is really some unforgivable villain, or is there something we don’t know yet?”

Eric scoffed immediately, “Please. Spare me the drama. You’ve been defending that woman from the start. Ever since Joe showed up, I could see it plain as day. Andrew, you’ve been around. You’ve slept with your fair share of women, Chantelle included. But you’d better ask yourself: do you really want to mess with a witch? I’m just worried that you’ll end up regretting it, because some things just aren’t worth the thrill.”

That bastard really knew how to strike where it hurt. His words were sharp and painfully accurate.

For once, Andrew was caught off guard, but he let out a cold laugh, clenched his fists, and the sound of his knuckles cracking echoed through the yard.

Eric tensed up. “What are you doing? I’m just telling the truth. If you lift me again, once I get my martial skills back, I swear I’ll fight you to the death!”

Before Andrew could take another step, Lauren, Francesca, and Aspen all turned to him with wide, disbelieving eyes.

“Honey, even Ms. Garcia wasn’t spared?”

“You mean you actually slept with that Ms. Garcia, the ice queen?”

“So, does that mean we have a fourth member now?”

Andrew’s face turned pitch black.

It happened. The moment he feared finally came.

“Alright, fine. But what if I told you… she slept with me?” For a moment, Andrew actually thought that was a clever comeback.

Lauren gave him a cold smile. “Nice try.”

Francesca rolled her eyes. “Sure.”

Aspen added sweetly, “If you’re lying, honey, don’t blame me when I break your fingers in your sleep.”

Andrew was dumbfounded.

Right on cue, a sleek black Audi A6 pulled up in front of Serenity Villa. Chantelle stepped out in a fitted black utility suit, all sharp lines and effortless grace. She smiled as she greeted them.

“Ms. Rhodes, Ms. Aicker, Ms. Stevens, Andrew, Mr. Humphrey! Everyone’s here!”

Andrew looked up at the sky, silently cursing, ‘Oh crap… I’m so screwed.’

Eric chuckled darkly. “Love debts piling up, huh, Andrew? You’re cursed with too many love affairs and will eventually die because of them.”

Andrew gritted his teeth. “What, you jealous, you deadbeat drama queen? Everyone’s going to die, might as well go happy!”

Chantelle made her way to the backyard, looking puzzled. She could not figure out why Lauren, Francesca, and Aspen were all staring at her like that, expressions unreadable.

“Um… Ms. Rhodes, Ms. Aicker, Ms. Stevens… Is there something on my face? Or my clothes?”

Her voice wavered slightly under their heavy gazes, though she tried to stay calm.

Aspen quickly shook her head. “Nope, nothing at all. Just… admiring the view!”

Lauren beamed. “Ms. Garcia, congratulations. You’re officially off the market!”

Francesca covered her mouth, laughing playfully. “You’re one of us now!”

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Chantelle froze. One beat later, her face turned bright red as she glared at Andrew, stunned. “Walt… they all know?” Andrew’s face was stone cold. He pointed straight at Eric and said, “Don’t look at me. That blabbermouth spilled it.” Eric put on a serious face. “Ms. Garcia, my dad is the head of the Southern Martial Union. You might want to think twice before laying a hand on me.”

Without warning, he started jogging in place and shouted, “Hup, two, three, four!”

He boxed the air as he skipped off dramatically, pretending to train until he reached a safe distance. Then, he bolted like hell, throwing glances over his shoulder in case Chantelle came chasing.

Chantelle took a deep breath, ignoring Eric. Instead, she stood still for a moment, like she was trying to decide whether to run or confess.

After a while, she exhaled and finally looked up with resolve. “Alright, I’ll admit it. I slept with Andrew. I like him… just like you all do. So if you wanna call me a slut or a homewrecker, go ahead. I’m sorry for coming between you and your man.”

But to her, and Andrew’s total surprise, Lauren, Francesca, and Aspen threw their arms in the air and shouted in unison, "Welcome to the family, Ms. Garcia!”

“Tonight, it’s four-on-one! We’re taking him down!”

Chantelle blinked, stunned. The next moment, she burst into laughter. “Hell yeah, I’m in!”

Andrew sighed in defeat. From now on, he knew his life would be a mix of pleasure and pain. But hey, what a way to go.

Meanwhile, in a nearby car, Hank sat tied up in the back seat with tape over his mouth.

Through the window, he watched Andrew surrounded by stunning women. And all he could feel was envy.

That guy was surrounded by gorgeous women everywhere. On the other hand, he was about to be dragged off to apologize and make amends to Hannah.

The gap between men had never felt wider.