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Even before Glen could finish, Frank was laughing icily."Nice performance—the usual good cop, bad cop routine? Get out," Frank said with a snort, waving Glen off nonchalantly. "Your father's death is his just deserts, what with the way his children behave. Don't waste your breath and get out."Even as he returned inside the cottage, he paused and glared sideways at Glen, adding coolly, "That reminds me—I'll be attending your family's annual dinner. If I find out that Vicky isn't willingly marrying Titus Lionheart… Hmph!"With that, he slammed the door shut, leaving Glen and Nash standing there."Mr. Turnbull…" Nash was at a loss for words.Caught between Glen and Frank, he could not do anything and did not know what to say since he could not afford to mess with either man.Glen was clenching his fist as various expressions alternated over his face.However, just before he could flip, Frida strode up. "Mr. Turnbull, let me speak with Mr. Lawrence.""You?" Glen did a double take

Zac took a deep breath, his expression turning cold. "Since Glen's coaxing couldn't work… I guess I'll just have to do it the hard way!""Exactly!" Yonca exclaimed in delight. "If push comes to shove, find out where he lives and get some hostages. I doubt he wouldn't cave at that point! The Turnbull family has no reason to waste time on the likes of him!"Zac nodded and strode into Nash's cottage with his men again, standing at the courtyard as he shouted, "Frank Lawrence! My brother was being reasonable, only for you to scorn him! Do you think we're pushovers?! You'd better come with us and help my father, or I'll send my people over to Riverton to get us some hostages!"Frank heard him and was instantly incensed.For him, those around him were untouchable—if the Turnbulls really dared to lay a finger on Helen and the others, he would not mind rooting out the entire family like weeds.Not even Vicky would stop him at that point!Bang!The door was pulverized resoundingly as Fra

"Damn you, Yonca. So that's why Glen was so furious…" Zac closed his eyes in endless regret."Protect Mr. Turnbull!" The Turnbull family bodyguards came to their senses just then and rushed toward Frank fearlessly.However, Frank simply kicked his leg into the air, launching a horrific burst of pure vigor around him and sending them flying and screaming.When Zac turned, he saw that each bodyguard was sprawled in pools of their own blood, their legs in pieces even as they screamed. "It's over… This is it…" He closed his eyes in despair."Mr. Lawrence! P-Please stop!" a voice suddenly called out."Eh? Frida?" Zac turned in surprise to find Frida running straight toward Frank, smartphone in hand even as she ignored the Turnbull family bodyguards laying around screaming in pain."No, Frida!" Zac shouted. "Tell Glen to…"He trailed off, unable to say the words 'avenge me' because he realized a horrible truth.His family would never win against Frank.And if his brother confron

Staring at the blood splatter and remains sticking to the wall, Zac sighed. "Build a cenotaph for Mr. Ziege. It's only thanks to him that I'm alive.""Mr. Turnbull…"The Turnbull family bodyguards watched as Frank left and whispered into Zac's ear, "Are we just going to let him go to Turnbull House? Your brother gave express orders not to let him get in touch with Ms. Turnbull, not even through phone calls… Ms. Blue is clearly going against that, so shouldn't we punish her per family law?""Family law?" Zac shook his head, chuckling ironically. "We'd all be dead if not for Frida Blue. If there's anyone who needs to be punished…"Yonca's lofty face appeared in Zac's mind right then.-Soon, Frank arrived at Turnbull House in Frida's car.As expected of one of the Four Families of Morhen, they certainly lived differently—somehow, their furnishings and houses were a class above the Jankos.Marble statues, artistic works, and expensive vases lined the courtyard and hallways, each o

An elderly retainer remained impassive as he growled, "Why waste your breath? Just kill him and be done with him.""I agree." Another retainer in his fifties nodded in agreement. "Don't blame us, brat. Blame your tactlessness and refusing the olive branch Mr. Turnbull extended!"However, just as they were ready to attack, the doors to the reception hall opened."Eh?"Frank, Glen and his retainers all turned to find a man with short hair striding in, his eyes flashing murderously.And it was none other than Titus Lionheart himself."I warned you never to show up in Morhen, didn't I?" He smiled. "Well, now that you're here… prepare to die."He was escorted by several Ascendant rank elites, one of whom had reached peak Ascendant rank.In an instant, the pressure was suddenly on Frank and he was caught on the backfoot."W-Where's the patient? I'm busy," someone spoke in inarticulate Draconian just then. A middle-aged balding foreigner with blonde hair and blue eyes strode in jus