The beauty mark beneath Clarity's eye only added to her charm. In fact, not many men would be able to resist her."What's wrong, Frank?" Helen seemed to sense that something was wrong on the screen and frowned slightly."It's nothing." Frank shook his head, reluctant to let it go or Helen would definitely get jealous and misunderstand.Still, despite his antsy attitude, he was not about to play along to Clarity's tune.He understood that the more beautiful a woman was, the more dangerous they would be.Likewise, she was definitely up to something if she appeared very interested in someone.And the fact that Clarity came to him twice so enthusiastically made it clear it was no coincidence, and she was planning something.Meanwhile, Helen opened a presentation file on the other end, introducing her project with a professional script. "Ms. Clarity, we've drawn up plans and blueprints for the resort you asked for. Do take a look…"The exchange took less than ten minutes, and it w
Helen, however, could hear Clarity's immodest voice on the other end and snapped, "What?! What are you doing over there, Frank?""Wait, that was you?!"Frank was flinching as he remembered—so that was why he found Clarity so familiar. She was the companion of one of the bigwigs attending the bid event in Zamri!She had invited him to a masquerade ball, but he thought nothing of it since he was not interested.And now, she actually showed up here in Morhen…"What do you want?" he snapped, glaring sharply at Clarity even as he caught her foot.Clarity gasped. "Oh, you're hurting me… I mean, it's not like I hate it, but are we really doing this in front of so many people?"As she turned pointedly elsewhere, Frank turned to find that other guests had arrived at the cafe and were staring at them.It would certainly look like they were getting frisky, with Frank holding her leg."Tut, tut… Men these days are real pigs…""No way, doing it in public? How immodest…""Mommy, what is
Shutting the laptop, Frank glared at Clarity. "What the hell do you want?""Nothing. I like you, that's all!" Clarity beamed, leaving Frank even more frustrated."Hmph." Frank ignored her and turned to leave. "Hey, wait!"Clarity caught his wrist and flashed an apologetic smile. "Calm down. Don't you want to know who I am, Donn Lawrence?""What?!" Frank turned right then. "You know my name?! Speak! Who are you?!""Well…" Clarity shook her head mysteriously. "I'm a displaced vagabond like you."Frank charged his Five-Peat Archaeus right then, ready to attack—since she refused to go along when he was nice, he just had to get tough!But even as Clarity took a step back, she was beaming charmingly. "Oh, calm down! How impatient can you get? Well, since you're so eager to find out, I guess I can tell you… I go by many names, so which should I tell you? Oh, right."Suddenly, the air around Clarity changed, and the bewitching lady was an Ascendant rank with a death aura swirling
Frank was weary when he left the cafe and decided that he would absolutely refuse Helen if he had any other similar requests in the future.Still, he stared at the black Maserati convertible parked outside, while Juno's words echoed in his mind:"Being my enemy does you no good. Accept me like a good boy, and I will provide you with Draconian information that you desire. Take this piece of information as a show of sincerity—there's an unfinished construction project sitting in the outskirts of Zamri. However, you could ask Ms. Lane to pick it up, since the government would take it back for demotion in a few days. By then, the value would multiply tenfold!""Where did you get that information from?" Frank asked right then.Juno simply flashed him a mysterious smile. "That's a secret, unless you say yes…"As such, once he left the cafe, Frank whipped out his phone to call Trevor Zurich."Yes, Mr. Lawrence?" Trevor answered right away, respectful as ever."Help me look into this wo
Frank barked, "Where's your sister, Peter Lane?!"Flinching and almost dropping his phone, Peter scowled when he saw that it was Frank."I don't know! Don't ask me!" Peter snapped impatiently and returned to his game.Frank was left annoyed as he watched, especially since Peter had his feet on Helen's desk, his shoes leaving prints on the documents above it."Mr. Lawrence?" Lily strode in just then and noticed Frank.She was Helen's secretary who transferred from Riverton's Lane Holdings, and she pulled Frank aside as she whispered, "Ms. Lane lost her phone last night, and we couldn't find it at all last night. She just left for the hospital to visit her mother, and she told me to pass the message if you come back while she isn't around."Frank listened, but noticed Peter peeking at him.When he turned toward Peter, Peter turned back to his phone, yapping away as if he had been engrossed."And what is he doing here?" Frank pointed at Peter."Oh… He came in yesterday, and Ms.
Peter jumped out of the car right then, yelling even as he ran into one of the abandoned factories. "Mr. Jameson! Mr. Jameson! I've lured Frank Lawrence here—tell your boys to kill him!""Hehe…"A man around sixty strode out of the factory, holding a cigar between his lips and wearing a pinstripe suit.Frank quickly recognized him—it was Larry Jameson.He was chatting with Helen back at the Zamri lease bid, and Juno was with him back then. Frank also remembered Helen saying that he was one of Zamri's Three Bears.And now, Larry breathed a puff of his cigar as he watched Frank alighted, chuckling. "So you're Frank Lawrence, Helen Lane's husband?""That's right." Frank strode up and stood before Larry, while shaking his head at Peter, who had quickly hidden himself behind Larry. "I thought you'd improve yourself after leaving Riverton for a while, but it turns out you remain ever despicable.""Despicable? That still depends on who it is!" Peter sneered. "There's no reason to pla
The Hansen brothers' question left Larry frowning in doubt too, and he turned to Peter. "Are you sure he's Frank Lawrence, Helen Lane's husband?""Yes!"Peter's eyes were glued to Frank as he sneered. "Don't worry, Mr. Jameson. I'd recognize him anywhere.""You'd better, or you know what's going to happen." Larry chuckled coolly.Peter flinched right then but quickly flashed a fawning smile. "What are you saying, Mr. Jameson? Why would I lie to you? I mean, I still owe you ninety million dollars! I'd never lie to you even if it means giving up Lanecorp as collateral, right?"Frank could hear them despite being encircled—it seemed that Peter had betrayed him and Helen because of his debt to Larry."Scumbag…" He glowered.It was as if Helen's family was less than human, and they were intent on squeezing her dry."Where's Helen?" Frank demanded, turning toward Larry when he saw that the goons were closing in."Oh, you're still worried about your wife? How loving!" Larry laughed s
"Well, you asked for it!"Frank's eyes flashed coldly as he retaliated with an outstretched palm, pulverizing Vin's knuckle instantly."Huh?!"Frank could clearly feel his bones shattering and stood staring blankly at his palm even as Vin screamed.He did not use that much strength, did he? He had intended to use his palm to deflect Vin's oncoming fist, before he punched and pulverized Vin's head with a punch, killing him.Naturally, he did not expect his palm to pulverize Vin's knuckles anyway, just like mincemeat!In fact, he was so shocked he stood, dumbstruck, forgetting to press his attack and unable to regain his senses. "My pure vigor is the same, so it's only my body's fortitude that has changed. What's going on here?!"That was when Mos bellowed, "What the hell did you just do?!" His face fell when he saw Frank crushed his brother's knuckle so easily and charged at him, ready for payback."Heh…" Frank finally came to his senses at Vin's outburst, and he felt the ne