Still, after a brief silence, Titus' fury melted away as he smiled, albeit very sinisterly."Frank Lawrence…" he growled. "I'll admit you have a couple of tricks up your sleeves, humiliating me like this"On his desk was a tablet playing the day's news.And on the screen was Sil, his privates censored with mosaic, thrusting himself violently between Rory's legs.Even as Draconia's top singer kept screaming, Titus wheeled on the Lionheart sentries, his expression cold. "Where are they now?! Bring them to me!""Actually…"One of the sentries began awkwardly and hesitantly, "We sent our people to look even before it hit the news, but they're both dead at the basement bar Sil frequents…"Titus' sinister smile broadened at that, and he growled, "Frank Lawrence! So you're declaring war on me?! You've now slain Sil and Sif and humiliated my family… I will remember this! You will eventually fall before me, and when you do, I'll make you wish you were dead!!!"The rest of the Lionhearts
"Oh!"Helen flushed, finally remembering that Noel was in the room too.She quickly got up and caught Noel. "Ms. York… Could you join us too? There might be a performance session, and you could do a song number or something…"Helen soon trailed off, blushing as she realized that her request was ridiculous.Given Noel's status, she would charge millions for a single number at a wedding.But since it felt a little strange to pay Noel for something like that, Helen felt embarrassed to have asked at all."Oh…"Noel felt awkward too, since it was not a question of money.She would never turn down Helen's request, but it felt strange singing at the wedding of somebody she did not know.That was when Frank yawned, folding his arms before his chest as he flashed a vague smile at Noel. "Ms. York, you can have the five billion we got from Rory Thames. Would that be enough for a performance?""Eh?" Noel did a double take, seriously enticed just then.Five billion was no small number
"Hey, handsome. Mind if I take a picture?"A flock of elaborately-dressed young women mobbed Frank as soon as he alighted, having taken out their phones."Feel free to."Frank's affable reaction drew a chorus of squeals. "Do you have a girlfriend, handsome?""How old are you? Would you like to go out for drinks later?"Frank merely smiled politely at the enthusiastic women and walked around the car to open the other door.An ice queen dressed in white, projecting a strong presence and a cool demeanor alighted.In fact, as soon as Helen made her appearance, the other guests passing by were all staring and gaping at her, with many men staring daggers at Frank jealously."Shit, such a beauty walks the streets of Norsedam?""Maybe? I've never seen her around…""So cold, so beautiful! I'd like her to step on me with those heels…""What the hell? Get a hold of yourself, man!"Despite the endless comments and remarks, Helen was used to it and remained her cool, composed self as
Although Gina shot Frank an accusingly look, she still puffed herself up and retorted, "Yes, he's my son-in-law. Don't you know the saying that goes 'the nail that sticks out gets hammered down'? That's my son-in-law—don't get jealous of me now."Both Helen and Frank were left gaping, flabbergasted.Still, Helen only stared at Frank blankly for a moment before coming to her senses and beaming at him.Her smile left all the younger men staring fixedly at her right then.While there was no telling if Gina was just trying to save face or just being tactful, she was more or less acknowledging Frank as her son-in-law. If anything, it was a massive improvement from her unbudging refusal to approve him before.Even Frank was caught off guard.He was ready for Gina to get on his nerves again, and this felt… different."Hahaha… Quoting such nonsense? You're so amusing, Gina."However, the flamboyantly dressed middle-aged woman simply laughed audibly at Gina. "Don't bother pretending to
After all, everyone invited here were classmates of their families who had been doing well for themselves.Forget a two grand suit—even wearing a twenty grand suit would be embarrassing here and an insult to the hosts."Tut, tut… I didn't think that someone as bright and beautiful as Gina's daughter would get herself such a cheap husband.""Yeah, and she's so successful, but she had to get herself a gigolo!"Gina turned pale right then, while Helen was embarrassed too.Walking up to Frank, she asked under her breath, "I told you to get a better suit, Frank. You know my mom, and… Urgh…"Frank was frustrated when he saw Helen's disappointment too.He certainly would not try to embarrass Gina and Helen given the occasion and had ordered a tailored suit at one of Gene Pearce's expensive boutiques.If anything, this was the most expensive suit he had ever worn, and it cost 800 grand just as Ilsa said earlier. He even paid an additional 200 grand as a tip to have it delivered early,
"Hahaha…"Even after Frank explained himself, Ilsa Mendy was laughing loudly from the crowd, even clapping. "Amazing! That's a gigolo for you… how quick he is, crafting a lie out of nowhere!"While Gina and Helen were left taken aback, a greasy-haired youth strode out of the crowd and snorted at Frank.He had the look of a successful businessman and scoffed at Frank. "I've seen many gigolos like you. You obviously squandered Ms. Lane's money elsewhere while spending two grand on some cheap suit just to go through the motions.""Who are you?" Frank frowned at the man."Theo Whiteson. I'm the deputy CEO of Pearson Group after graduating with two PhDs."Theo raised his chin further even as he sneered at Frank. "I've always despised deceitful men like you, and now you've even embarrassed Ms. Lane. Honestly, why are you still here?"The women around were all looking at Theo worshipfully after he stepped out."It's Mr. Whiteson!""Yeah, I didn't expect him to show up here!""He's t
It was supposed to be an occasion for Frank and Gina to mend things, only for it to turn out like this."You heard your mother-in-law, brat. Quit hanging around and embarrassing her further already."Theo sneered at Frank in contempt before turning toward Helen with a twinkle of obsession in his eyes. "Ms. Lane, you're as beautiful as you are successful, owning a big company like Lanecorp. You can have any man you like, so why would you pick someone like him?" "Just give up on him already—he's not just going to embarrass you, but he'd soon be dragging down Lanecorp's progress and reputation with him."Then, whipping out a business card and shoving it into Helen's hand, Theo flashed a gentlemanly smile as he continued, "You can call me anytime if you need me, Ms. Lane. I'd even consider the possibility of jumping ship to work for someone as talented and as successful as you."And with that, Theo and his mother Ilsa Mendy strode off triumphantly, leaving Helen standing there holdin
The man quickly let the fangirls and his family clients who were surrounding him, leaving them hanging as he hurried to Frank and dropped on one knee. "What brings you here to Norsedam, Master Lawrence? Why didn't you call?"Naturally, the man was none other than Jaden Favoni, heir to the Favoni family of Norsedam who had just recovered from a terrible case of poisoning.The bigwigs around him were certainly astonished as they looked on.After all, Jaden had always carried himself with pride, but he was now kneeling to some unknown character with such zeal?!Still, only a handful of people were aware that Jaden had recognized Frank as his mentor, and it certainly was no public matter.Therefore, they were all gaping as they watched Jaden address such a young man as his mentor.And their shock only doubled when Jaden's sisters—Chelly Favoni and Stella Favoni—bowed their heads when they saw Frank too. "Greetings, Mr. Lawrence."While the girls were not kneeling like Jaden, the cro