Chapter 2473

Wilder forced himself to hold back the blood boiling in his chest. That bastard’s words cut deeper than any blade, cruel and precise. However, since he had already given Valerie his word, he had to honor it, no matter how much rage he felt.

With a flick of his sleeve and a cold snort, Wilder turned away and left with his men.

Just like that, the fight everyone expected did not happen.

Outside, the crowd that had gathered, hoping to see Andrew’s downfall, looked completely disappointed.

Still, there was Valerie, a wild, fierce woman who was not easy to deal with. If Andrew killed her, the Reyes family’s retaliation would be catastrophic. If he did not, she would probably haunt him until he wished he were dead.

Either way, he was screwed.

“Now that they’re gone, if you want revenge, then come at me,” Andrew said calmly, meeting Valerie’s gaze head-on.

Valerie bit her lip, her face pale. She stepped closer and asked coldly, “Do you feel any remorse?”

Andrew tilted his head, thinking he must have misheard. “What did you say? You want me to feel remorse? To apologize to you?”

Valerie ground her teeth. “Don’t you think you should? You violated me. That’s a fact. Andrew, I already told you: you’re going to die by my hand. So tell me, do you feel even a shred of guilt?”

Andrew shook his head. “Sorry, not even a little. In fact, I think you’re ridiculous. You were the one who came looking for trouble. You couldn’t beat me, couldn’t outplay me, and when it all blew up in your face, you called it my fault. Now you show up blaming me, as if I’m the villain here. Ms. Reyes, you’re a joke, you know that?”

With every word he said, Valerie’s face turned darker, her lips trembling, her skin growing even paler.

However, Andrew was not done. His tone dropped, cold and sharp. “You brought this on yourself. I killed Jaden, but did I force you to interfere? Afterward, you hunted me down and wounded me. If it hadn’t been for Ms. Theron’s sake, I would’ve left your body in pieces that day.”

He continued, “And now you dare stand here acting high and mighty, deciding whether I live or die? Tell me, did I ever give you the right to speak to me in that manner? Do you really think I am that easy to humiliate?”

All color drained from Valerie’s face. Even her red lips lost their shine. “Fine. It’s all my fault. You saw my body, spanked me, and touched my chest. And somehow, it’s still my fault. Andrew, you’re not even a man. Today, I’m going to end this with both of us going down. Whatever it takes, I will make you pay the price.”

Tears rolled down Valerie’s cheeks as she snapped. She raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

Andrew instinctively moved to strike back, but froze at the last second.

She had not used her full strength; it was just a slap, not an attack. That meant the fiery woman had no real intention to kill him.

Grabbing her wrist, Andrew glared at her coldly. “What the hell do you want? Today is the grand opening of Medicine God’s Covenant. If you cause a scene here, it’s your family’s reputation that’ll take the hit.”

Valerie’s tears flowed even harder. “You… have to take responsibility for me.”

Andrew felt as if lightning had struck him. Her words hit harder than any punch could.

“What did you just say? Take responsibility? For you? You mean, you want me to take responsibility? How exactly? With money?”

Valerie, already crushed by grief, nearly exploded with fury at his words. “Go to hell, Andrew! Your ancestors were heroes, and somehow they gave birth to a disgrace like you!”