Peter was the most anxious person present. After all, if he could not get that plot of land back, he would be dead even if Helen was toppled and was left homeless."Frank is…" Helen was cut off even before she could come up with an excuse, as a thundering bellow resounded from the distance. "That's enough!"The towering man strode up to stand beside Helen, putting an arm around her shoulder while glaring at everyone else.Naturally, it was none other than Frank himself."You fools!" he snapped icily. "You can't even tell when you've been manipulated! Do you even know what really happened? Scorning and condemning your superior just because you were given a one-sided testimony—the way I see it, you're all trash! Lanecorp won't stop you if you want to leave! Go on, the door's right there!"While his stern words silence everyone in the lobby, there were naturally those who were defiant."Hah!" Bob snorted. "Our head of the health and security department is just as coercive and un
"And right now, I disown Helen. I won't ever ask either of you for anything from now on! You're both pigs who deserve to be conned! Now, fuck off!"The recording ended there, and the room was silent as Frank slowly returned his phone into his pocket.At the same time, every Lanecorp employee was scowling awkwardly or in guilt.The voice recording made it evident enough that Gina had been lying to them.She claimed that Frank and Helen were working together to steal that land from her. However, the recording proved that she had sold it to Frank, while treating him like a sucker and subjecting him to every form of ridicule.Frank, however, remained calm and reasonable, only for Gina to snap at him, calling him and her own daughter pigs.And the evidence was solid—the recording remained proof no matter how much anyone would argue against it.With a thud, Bob was on his knees right then, his lips shuddering as he turned toward Helen. "Ms. Lane, we…""It's alright, I understand—you
"Why are you pretending, Cindy? You're the one who thought of this whole thing! If you weren't so greedy and intent on getting payback on Helen all at once, you'd never be here! And now you're trying to run?! Well, it's too late!"As soon Peter saw that Cindy was ready to flee, he caught her immediately and bellowed furiously, "Look at this one, everyone! She's the mastermind—we were all gaslighted into doing this!"Seeing that everyone's frag was directed toward her right then, Cindy was flustered and turned to slap Peter right then."You prick!" she snapped. "You ran away as soon as you conned Aunt Gina, and you would never have come back if that land lot's value didn't skyrocket and Kit Jameson didn't force you! Well, understand this—we lose nothing even if we gave up on that land, but you'd be dead if you don't get it back soon!""You slapped me?!" Peter bellowed back and wrestled Cindy as everyone watched, chivalry hardly a concern to him just then.In turn, Cindy clawed at h
Still, Frank could only hope that Gina would turn over a new leaf.He would not expect Gina to become a saintess, but she could at least stop causing trouble for Helen and leaving her hurt.Nodding, he sighed exasperatedly. "I will.""Hmph."On the other hand, Cindy said nothing, merely snorting with a look of disappointment before turning to leave with Gina.Peter tried to do the same, but Frank caught him by the back of his collar. "Did I tell you to leave?"His icy, murderous tone left Peter's expression alternating from surprise to terror, until he finally tried to force a smile. "Bro—"Frank slapped him across the face even before he could finish, leaving him seeing stars even as he was sent flying and rolling across the floor.His cheek swelled with deep bruising right then, and he sat up when he came to his senses."No, wait… Frank, please don't—"Still, fear showed in his eyes again as Frank advanced on him and tried to flee, but only for Frank to catch him again."Y
On the other hand, Peter was at once petrified.He knew that Frank was a terrific martial artist, but Zomber Tower—Zomber Group's office building—was a nest of vipers… it was the Blood Wolves' gang base before they split up!Even if there were no one stronger than the Hansen brothers among their ranks, they still had a ton of martial artists.Coupled with the other goons and guts, they numbered up to a thousand strong—they could simply overwhelm Frank with their ranks!Still, Peter gulped as he was afraid to speak up and directly refuse Frank, instead sitting on the floor and shaking his head, making it clear that he did not have the balls."Fine, then fuck off. I don't have to do anything here." Frank chuckled as he turned to leave. "They'll come for you anyway if you don't get that land back for them."Peter was left staring blankly at that and shuddered as he suddenly remembered Kit's savage glare.Frank was right—Peter could even imagine his death if Kit did not get that lan
Frank remembered Terry telling him that the Bleeders had the least members, but they also had the strongest martial artists in Zamri among their ranks.That included the Hansen brothers… although Frank eliminated that pair."What is it, Mr. Lawrence? Are you going to war against the Bleeders?" Terry asked over the phone tentatively."Uh-huh," Frank replied. "I'm heading to Zomber Tower to meet Kit Jameson. You said it's the Bleeders' territory, yes? You can bring some boys over!""Alright!" Terry nodded without hesitation, and Frank could hear him barking over the phone, "Time to earn your paycheck, boys! Mr. Lawrence is kicking down Zomber Tower—if you can move, you're coming along!""Wait, don't bring everyone." Frank quickly stopped Terry. "Just bring a handful.""What? A handful?"Terry was perplexed. "But, sir… They'll eat us alive with so few of us!""Don't worry," Frank replied calmly. "I'm more than enough against the Bleeders. You and your boys are just coming over to
"Is that so?"The security guard appeared stunned and glanced at his partner, surprise showing on both men's eyes."I didn't think you'd be that competent for a mutt!"Then, the security guard actually praised Peter. "Impressive! Just so you know, Mr. Jameson told us to kick your ass when the deadline arrived. You've really spared us the effort now.""Hehe… Just doing my job." Peter nodded repeatedly in acceptance."Alright, you can go in now." The security guard then stepped aside and pointed at the golden elevator at the corner of the lobby."Thanks, brother… Thank you very much." Peter kept nodding and bowing humbly in gratitude."Who the fuck is your brother?" The security guard snorted, not playing along at all. "You're just a lapdog Mr. Jameson keeps around, and you're calling me your brother?""Oh, right. Sorry…" Peter kept nodding and smiling without an ounce of dignity.Still, just as Frank was about to follow Peter inside, both security guards stopped him with each h
As the elevator reached its destination and jingled, Peter clenched his knuckles as he growled viciously under his breath, "At the very least, I will die a man, and not a dog."Frank did a double take even as he stared at the man.-Soon, Peter and Frank were striding down a hallway.When they opened the huge doors of Kit's office, they found over twenty burly bodyguards standing on either side of the desk in the middle of the office, as if they had been waiting.Behind the desk sat a man who resembled Larry Jameson but was clearly a few years younger."Hehehe…" He chuckled with a pipe between his lips, watching Peter and Frank coolly. "Welcome, head of Lanecorp's health and security department, was it? I heard you were coming to see me?" "You're Kit Jameson?" Frank remained undaunted despite the towering, menacing security guards around them, even slowly walking up to Kit's desk."Indeed, I am." Kit nodded."I've come to tell you two things.""Really? Do tell," Kit replied,