Gable kept goading. "Listen, Luna. Even if your Uncle Clark and I can't become the head of the family, having you take leadership is still much better than letting Helen do it!""Exactly! You have the candidacy as the next head of the Lane family too, and you have Madam Lang's support. You're certainly more than a match for Helen, and if she disappears on top of that…" Clark trailed off, his eyes narrowing with a knowing smile."Then I'll be the head of the family…" Luna murmured to herself, her eyes lighting up with excitement as she smiled proudly."Exactly!" Gable nodded, affirming her ambition. "Your Uncle Clark and I both have your back!""Yes," Clark kept beguiling Luna as well. "Once we get rid of Helen, we will take back control of our family!"In reality, Clark and Gable did not actually have to worry—Luna hated Helen for so long, but she just kept it to herself because she did not have the opportunity.Now that her uncles afforded her one—even promising her that she cou
After a brief hesitation, Luna called her uncles. "I've already called Helen. You just have to wait for her on the road.""No, that won't do." Gable chuckled over the phone. "Surely you can't leave the dirty work to us while you do nothing?"Luna frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?""Nothing much." Gable kept chuckling. "Look, don't worry—we just need you with us, and you don't have to do a thing. Can't have you go behind our backs and tell your Grandpa, can we?"Luna paused, but she soon realized that Gable meant she just had to be there.That would mean they were all in this together, and her uncles simply did not want her to betray them.If anything, she was relieved since she thought Gable wanted her to kill Helen with her own hands. It would even be better if she gets to see Helen die… or beg her for mercy.As such, she agreed to her uncle's request and got into their car.They left Laneville, stopping by a quiet road that led straight to Laneville.They were joined b
"What do you want?!" Helen snapped even as she took a step back, leaning against her car as she glared warily at the goons around her, as well as at Clark and Gable."What do we want, you ask?" Clark shook his head even as he strode up, brandishing his steel bat threateningly at Helen's face. "Well, you really are a beauty up close. Killing you right away is a real waste… why not let the boys have some fun, Gable?"As the goons around them laughed sleazily, Clark grinned sinisterly. "I remembered everything you said at the dinner! Don't you think you should be apologizing now, huh?!" It was late into the night, and they were in the middle of nowhere—it was the perfect opportunity for a perfect murder.And yet, Helen was not afraid at all, even snapping coolly, "Apologize? Really? What you've done has only further earned you the title of prick."Helen's tough reaction actually gave Clark pause. He turned to look into Helen's car and was relieved to see no one else inside.Gable
As Clark, Gable, and their goons encircled Luna and Helen, Luna was left stammering, "Uncle Clark? Uncle Gable? What…?"Having heard the ladies' exchange, Gable applauded Helen, even smiling. "Not bad! I'm surprised you can see that… I guess Gavin admired you for a reason. Hell, you might really become quite something if you were allowed to grow.""Uncle Gable…?" Luna muttered even as realization struck her.It might have just been a suspicion earlier, but even Gable was basically admitting to it now that she, Luna, had been used like a tool.And now that she had served her purpose, both her and Helen would be silenced.Even as she glared at Clark and Gable in disbelief, she bellowed, "Why?! Why are you doing this?! W-Weren't we're in on this together?! How could you—""We're in on this together? Says who?" Clark shot her a glare of disdain, chuckling. "We'd be exposed if we really kept a dumbass like you around. Also, were you really actually hoping to be the next head of the
Naturally, the drowsy man who alighted was none other than Frank himself.Helen was no fool—everything about this was suspicious, as not only did Luna call her in the middle of the night, but she was also telling Helen to hurry back to Laneville.If Mark was really looking for her, he would have asked Gavin to make contact.While Helen was afraid to ask, she thought about it and decided to bring Frank along.He just happened to be sleepy and was lying down for a nap on the backseat, which in turn kept him out of sight.However, while Clark, Gable, and their goons were taken aback as Frank alighted, Clark soon recovered. Leering at Frank gleefully, he chuckled. "Oh, Helen… So that's your lowlife ex-husband, huh?""Highwaymen… blocking the road?" Frank was jolted to his senses by Clark's mocking and pointed at himself blankly. "Lowlife ex-husband? You mean me?""Hahaha… Look around you. Is there anyone else here?"Clark, Gable, and their goons were all laughing at Frank's del
Secrecy was unnecessary at this point, and Gable was even laughing darkly. "Yes, we burnt down your shitty farm resort. I don't mind telling you that since you're both dying here!""I see." Frank turned to glance at Helen's car before smiling at her. "The car camcorder is on, right? Is what they said recorded?""Yeah." Helen nodded, hiding a smile behind her palm.She was surprised Frank was cunning enough to think of that.Moreover, she was not afraid at all anyway—if the goons and thugs of Morhen could not even reach him, Clark and Gable's friends certainly would not.On the other hand, Gable did a double take in surprise after hearing that his words were recorded.However, he soon regained his confidence and snapped coolly, "So what if you recorded us? We'd just have to kill you and set fire to your car. We won't leave any evidence, so no one would know a thing!""I see… You've really thought this through!" Frank smacked himself on the forehead dramatically but soon narrowe
Frank stood his ground, waiting.As the first goon swung his machete, he suddenly moved as fast as lightning when the tip of the blade was inches from his nose.Helen could not see what he did, but the goon was suddenly screaming and on his knees, his machete already in Frank's hand.Even before the goon could catch his breath, he screamed even as he watched Frank raise his foot. "N-No!!!"Nonetheless, Frank sent him flying with a kick, leaving his chest sunken and no longer able to scream.He was clearly dead!Clang!At the same time, Frank had nonchalantly raised the machete behind himself, parrying the machete of another goon trying to blindside him.He pivoted and punched the goon in the head so hard that he smashed it in.While he did, he did not forget to kick another goon in the shin, breaking his leg!Crack!"Argh!" The goon dropped his weapon and tried to flee despite the limp, but he suddenly heard the sound of metal piercing flash.He paused, looked down to find
Clark was trembling in fear even as he looked at Frank's smile. The man could kill without flinching, and he looked no different from the reaper.While Clark had himself been involved in murder and other felony, it had never been one-sided like it was with Frank.It certainly left him traumatized…"S-Stay where you are!" he bellowed, whipping out a dagger out of nowhere as he grabbed Luna and pressed the dagger against her throat. "Or I'll kill her!"Even as Clark's blade broke skin and drew blood, Frank was shrugging at his meek threat. "Did you really think I'd care if she lives?"Luna turned pale as she trembled endlessly, her speech unintelligible even as she begged Frank for help. "P-Please… Save me…""Hey now." Frank snorted, shaking his head and continuing toward Clark. "You really shouldn't ask me for anything, Luna—you know better than anyone what you've done to me and Helen. Also, you're the one who set this trap and willingly fell into it. Can't blame anyone for that,