Inside Riverton Bank, Kurt gave Greg a kick in the rump. "Still alive? When are you going to pay up!""Two days! In two days, Mr. Marsh!" Greg flashed an apologetic smile as he rubbed his hip. "I need you to do me a favor today, though…""You want me to help you?!" Kurt snapped. "Just pay up already, or your company will be shut down!""No, you see—just help me this one time, and I can pay my five million dollar loan right away!"Kurt did a double take. "What?""That pretty face just now?" Greg chuckled. "She's the head of Lane Holdings and just agreed to transfer ten million into my account. That's my loan paid without breaking a sweat."Kurt studied him skeptically. "I'm surprised you're able to con the girl."Greg patted his hip as he smiled. "All thanks to my nice pair of hips—I have her mom all sewn up. What's some paltry cash after all that?"Kurt became thoughtful. "If I recall, her name is Helen Lane, right? She's partners with the Turnbulls. You really should be carefu
Yara was immediately stopped by the security officers, who recognized her and knew that she was also the daughter of the governor.However, Frank had made it clear he was not to be disturbed."Ms. Quill, you can't go in."Yara flashed the key card at them right then. "I'm under Ms. Turnbull's orders to see Frank.""Huh…"The security officers were left bemused as they did not expect this scenario.However, since Frank was refusing to see even Vicky, he definitely would not want to see Yara either.One of them quickly said, "Mr. Lawrence had given us clear instructions that no one is to enter, even if it's Ms. Turnbull.""Exactly. He said he would confinement… for cultivating, I think."That was more or less what the man said anyway.Yara frowned. "Cultivating, at this time?! I have business with him, so don't worry about responsibility. Now, move!"The security officers tamely made way for her at that, and Yara opened the door.Vicky had told her to flee Riverton with Frank
Yara's shirt was thoroughly shredded, leaving nothing on!Even as she lay bare before Frank, he was clearly not intending to be chivalrous even as Yara's tears welled up in her eyes from terror.She did not know how to fight back at all!"Please, Mr. Lawrence! Come to your senses!"Frank ignored her please, and leaned in as he pressed his lips against hers.Yara pushed against him, but Frank weighed like a mountain, suffocating her!Then, realizing Frank was tearing at her pants, she bit his tongue viciously in panic!Frank yelped in pain and leaped away from her, the pain restoring his senses.As he realized what he was doing, he struck himself in the sternum, the base of his neck and his midriff, before coughing out a mouthful of blood!The redness in his eyes faded as he looked up, seeing Yara just then.He had no idea what to say, as she covered her breasts as she cowered in a corner, her eyes welled up with tears. Still, she came to her senses when she saw him coughing
Yara was dumbstruck. "Please, Mr. Lawrence—this isn't a joke. Don't be impulsive. We should hide for now.""What, and keep hiding for the rest of my life? It's far better to face this directly," Frank said flatly.As Yara was left speechless, Frank did not afford her time to think and strode right out of the hotel.Seeing that, Yara gave chase, though she stood quietly at a corner as he got into the car. "You're not coming?" Frank asked.Yara shook his head. "I-I have something to do at home."Frank nodded and drove alone to Turnbull Villa, while Yara promptly whipped out her phone to call Vicky. "I'm sorry, Ms. Turnbull. Frank is coming to you right now—he refused to leave with me. I can't reason with him at all!""I really shouldn't have told him." Vicky sighed in disappointment. "Anyway, thanks. Just leave the rest to me."After hanging up, she called Frank who was still on his way. "Hello? Where are you now?""On your way to your place," Frank said calmly."Do you really
Vicky warned Neil just then, "Word of advice: You'd better shove that pompousness of yours and be nice to him.""You want me to be nice? Who does he think he is?" Neil snorted haughtily. "It's his honor that he even gets to talk to me."Vicky simply shook her exasperatedly.-Frank soon arrived at Turnbull Villa. "Mr. Lawrence.""Frank."Walter and Vicky immediately greeted him, with Walter telling him, "Neil is going to ask you questions about Les' death. Just be honest and don't hide anything.""I know, don't worry." Frank smiled and strode into the drawing room.As his eyes met Neil's, Neil growled, "You're Frank Lawrence?""Yes.""Did you kill Les Turnbull?""Yes," Frank replied nonchalantly. "He was in league against his own family, sending hitmen against Yara and murdering Obadiah Longman. He was going to murder Yara Quill as well, but I saved her and chased him down. He tried to kill me, but I killed him in turn."Bang!Neil suddenly slammed his hand loudly on the
Susan told Vicky under her breath, "Don't upset Neil over some trifle like this.""No, Mom," Vicky growled through her teeth defiantly. "I'm saving Neil's life here. He'll die if his men lay a finger on Frank."She knew Frank all too well—no one got to strut in front of Frank, not even the gods!And Neil was just a rich kid in comparison!"What…" Susan was speechless. Neil was glowering in turn. Who did Frank think he was, threatening his life?! Pointing at him right then, he bellowed, "What are you waiting for?! Get him!"Vicky shook her head exasperatedly—Neil really had a death wish.That was when a bellow thundered from outside the villa. "Hold it!"Everyone turned to find Trevor Zurich walking toward them."Mr. Zurich!" Vicky exclaimed in delight. "What brings you here?"Trevor smiled. "Can't do nothing when someone's harassing Mr. Lawrence."Neil actually recognized Trevor, who was the CEO of Trevor International.He unexpectedly moved his multinational business
Neil was staring at Robert in disbelief, his molars gritting so hard he almost crushed them.Frank had actually saved the daughter of Riverton's governor?!At the same time, Walter hurried to greet Robert. "You honor us with your presence, Mr. Quill!""You're exaggerating." Robert spread his hands cheerfully. "I just came to see the man to whom I owe my daughter's life to."Yara promptly pointed at Frank. "That's Mr. Lawrence, Dad—the one I spoke of."Robert turned toward Frank, and Frank nodded as their eyes met. "Mr. Quill."Robert's eyes narrowed, though he soon nodded in satisfaction. "Your reputation precedes you, young man. My daughter is definitely right about you."Vicky hurried to Yara's side just then, asking under her breath, "How'd you persuade him to step up?"Vicky certainly knew her mentor's attitude—the man rarely got involved in any conflict within Riverton. To come here and defend Frank like this today was certainly a rarity. Yara whispered back, "I told him
Neil did not hide his contempt at all. "Fortunately, my father anticipated problems and sent Mr. Keaton here. He's a famous apothecary from the capital—he and I will take over Grande Corp's operations."Vicky frowned—she invested money and personnel to build the company, and he was taking over just like that? What was she left with?"That's unnecessary," she said. "We can secure the Riverton market even without the Beauty Pill recipe. Why don't you start your own company with Mr. Keaton if you want a cut?"Neil laughed. "How are you going to compete with the Salazars when you've allowed them to steal your recipe?""Mr. Lawrence has developed something better," Vicky said confidently. "Don't worry.""What is it? Show me," Neil demanded."You're kidding," Vicky replied with a chuckle. "It's top secret—it won't do if it's leaked. If you'd like, I could give you a few for free once it gots into production.""No recipe? Then why should I trust you?" Neil snorted before shooting Frank