"Better than you?"Jean raised her brow and laughed out loud. "You're really funny, Mr. Lawrence—you're even more of a gaslighter than those business owners. You make it sound nice, but how many people are there in this world who are really better than you?""Ahem. I'd say… there are way too many." Frank rubbed his nose. "You really know how to flatter a man, Jean, but I'm just a man who married into his wife's family and was then chased away.""Fine, no more joking around." Jean's expression turned solemn as she stared fixedly at him. "I've probed Winter enough to see that she's serious about you. But if you care about Winter, you shouldn't have shown up today or flaunted yourself so much. Now that you've done it, you have to take responsibility—do you understand that, Mr. Lawrence?"Frank was left embarrassed, however.Winter was so much younger, and his mentor entrusted her to his care.If he got any funny ideas, his mentor would definitely give him a thorough beating when it
"Don't worry about me, Frank! Just go!" Winter cried out, even as she struggled against Bill's grip, a nice girl to the last.She was certainly convinced Frank stood no chance against the fiftyish menacing looking goons!"Hah!" Bill snorted in turn. "It's your fault for humiliating me, but don't worry—once I'm done with you, I'll give your sister a proper loving."Pulling Winter by the hair, he brushed his nose against her cheek and inhaled deeply, before moaning, "Oh, Draconian women. They just smell so sweet, don't they? Tut, tut… Your sister is just so amazing! Hahaha!"Even as Bill laughed, Winter's tears gushed from the pain on her scalp, but she kept struggling anyway."Run, Frank!" she cried. "I'm so sorry… I shouldn't have asked you to come…"Frank merely stood his ground, closing his eyes and exhaling lengthily.When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was ice-cold. "You have one chance, Bill Jackson. Get your stinking paws off her, or die!"Freezing death aura unfurl
Whoosh!Frank swung the machete downward but stopped sharply just in front of the goon's face.The goon was immediately terrified and wet himself right then."Get out!" Frank then bellowed, looking around—he only stopped because there were plenty of students around, and he would traumatize them if he went on a killing spree.And having seen what happened, the goons understood that Frank could fight and could even be a martial artist.Small fries like them would never pose a threat to him and would only get crippled for life.With that in mind, every hired goon began to flee, not bothered by Bill screaming at the top of his lungs, "Stop, you pricks! I didn't pay you to be cowards! Get him!"He even caught one of the fleeing goons, clenching on his sleeve and refusing to let him run.The goon was left staring as Frank started toward him and glowered viciously."I can't beat him, but I can beat you!" he bellowed and swung his machete at Bill, leaving a bloody gash.Bill screamed
"Frank…"Winter suddenly wobbled to Frank, leaning against him and clenching on his arm as she panted and pleaded, "C-Calm down, Frank… You will get into trouble… if you kill him—"Even before she could finish, her eyes closed, and she dropped to the floor, unconscious."Winter!"Seeing Winter fainting, Frank certainly had no time for Bill—throwing him aside, he picked up Winter and closed his eyes to feel her.Soon, he felt the fire flaring up inside her body and was at first puzzled. Still, he soon remembered Bill forcing her to drink that wine, which must have been drugged with something that excited the body."You bastard!" Frank could certainly tell what Bill was up to and was at once incensed. But with so many eyes watching, he could not cure Winter on the spot and was forced to spare Bill's life.Still, even as he carried Winter out of the hall, he stomped Bill in the groin.Bill screamed deafeningly like a gutted pig and bled profusely into his pants. Either way,
"You were drugged. Just bear with it—I'll help you once we get home."Frank gritted his teeth to resist the softness while keeping his eyes on the road."Oh… Okay…" Winter moaned as she nodded tamely.When they finally made it back to Skywater Bay, he carried Winter to her room.Thankfully, there was no one else in the mansion.Carol Zims was busy at her snackbar, while Noel York and Kat Yego had headed back to Noel's office after their performance at the convocation and were not back yet.It was a rare opportunity…Frank slapped himself and chuckled bitterly—rare opportunity?! What was that?!He prepared a bath, dissolving an antidote into it and charging the solution with his pure vigor.Soon, a fresh aroma wafted from the bathtub."Alright, Winter. Now—"Frank turned to find that Winter only had her underwear on and was flashing a silly drunken smile at him when she saw him appearing so shocked. "It's too hot, so I took them off. It's fine if you look anyway, right?""Ye
Frank then scooped Winter out of the bathtub and placed her on the bed.He would have left her just like that, but seeing that she was sound asleep and thoroughly soaked, he gave in after a long while of hesitation.She would definitely catch a cold if she kept sleeping like this, and she would not know anything as she was asleep.Wiping her down, Frank took her clothes from her wardrobe and helped her get changed.He did his best not to look, but he saw anyway.It was awkward, but he got it done in the end and breathed a sigh of relief as he fled Winter's room.-Frank was afraid to stay at Skywater Bay too, since things would get awkward when Winter woke up, which was why he fled Riverton in the night.The next day, he showed up at Lanecorp's offices in Zamri, punctually reporting in to work.Still, as the head of Lanecorp's health and security department, he basically had nothing to do.All of Lanecorp's operations were on the right track, and Helen's safety was assured, s
Peter was clearly trying to shirk responsibility.However, Kit sprang to his feet, striding up to Peter and seizing him by the collar as he spat, "It was all your idea! Swindling your mommy with that land to get her money—well, shit! All you've done now is to throw them money!"Flinging Peter on the couch, he bellowed, "You have three days. Get that land back at the price you sold it, or your head will roll!""Security!"As Kit slammed his hand on his desk again, the doors of his office opened.Two muscular bodyguards who stood over two meters strode in, as Kit pointed at Peter and snapped, "Throw him out of here!""Yes, Mr. Jameson," the bodyguards replied, then picked Peter up as if he were a cat and flung him out on the street."That's out of line!"Peter snapped even as he pushed himself to his feet, dusting his clothes and yelled at Zomber Group's office building, "How could I have known that Zamri would build a highway that just happens to pass through that area?! It's al
Gina's face fell as soon as she saw Peter, and she bellowed, "You prick! The audacity you have to show your face here!"Peter had certainly taken her for a ride. Indeed, it would have been very terrible if Frank did not end up as the sucker buying that rotten plot of land off Gina's hands in the end.Being chased around by loan sharks and losing Lane Manor? The very thought left Gina cringing.She was certainly shaking with rage even as she glared at the culprit and pointed at Peter's nose as she snapped, "You despicable sack of shit! Were you trying to get your own mom killed?! And you still have the cheek to come here?!""Come on, Mom. That's too much." Peter scratched his head and smiled apologetically.He tried to put the bouquets he bought on Gina's overbed table, but she swiped them away, sending everything to the floor as she bellowed, "Get out! I don't want to see you! I have no son—not one who tries to screw over his own mother!"Peter's face fell, but remembering how mu