Not even Saul could have anticipated that his ambition might be threatened by some nephew who appeared out of nowhere.And being the eldest son, he had to watch as his own father showered said nephew with praise, even suggesting that he would let the kid inherit his office.At that point, Saul was not going to take this lying down.That was why he and the younger generation of the family were all busy sending out their people to find out more about Frank over the last few days.It was therefore shocking that Frank came on his own, even striking Cara in public.That was certainly the perfect excuse for Saul to eliminate Frank as a threat, but Frank's words had now caught him off guard."Brat…"Saul frowned, wondering the same thing Jean and Winter did.Was Frank really not interested in the Quill family's wealth and influence?Was that even possible, refusing to become the governor of the entire east coast?!While various expressions alternated over Saul's face, he had lived l
All Frank thought of Governor Quill was that he had a troubled life plagued with troubles he could not express much and was hence forced to live in solitude.In fact, that would be his opinion of Governor Quill, even if the man was not his grandfather—he had always respected his elders.Nonetheless, Saul's cold expression did not ease despite hearing what Frank said—if anything, he looked even more vicious. "You brat!" he snapped. "Do you really think that someone who has lived as long as I have won't be able to tell that you're being passive-aggressive?!""What?"Passive-aggressive?While Frank was left utterly confused, Saul thought he was just faking it and chuckled coolly."Fine, I'll spell it out for you!"Saul spoke confidently, even as Alba and Cara looked on in confusion. "You're just worried that our family would pressure and stop you from taking the governor's office. That's why you're trying to look soft and mislead us, so that we'll let our guard down! In reality…
"That's right!" Cara kept hollering, her brows furrowing as she remembered something else. "Don't you ever come back once you step out of our gates! Don't ever contact the governor either, or tell the public that you're one of us! Understand that we don't welcome bastards like you!"While Frank's visage turned icy from the Quills' taunting and insults, even Winter had had enough.Tugging on Frank's arm, she pleaded, "Let's go, Frank…"She was deeply afraid Frank would do something he could not turn back from.Beside them, Jean was scowling silently in frustration too."Sir."The soldiers who escorted Frank earlier left Saul's side as well, extending a hand and gesturing the way."Sir? Who are you calling sir?"Cara smirked, pursing her lips. "He's just some daydreaming beggar trying to suck up to the Quills! Just get out already!""Didn't you hear?!" Alba chimed in. "Get out!"Frank had enough of the duo's combined taunting just then and wheeled on them as he flashed a taunti
"Bleurgh…"Cara quickly turned, leaning on the wall as she puked her guts out.On the other hand, Alba leapt forward in a frenzy, seizing a stunned Dr. Georg by the collar as he stood beside Megan's bed."What the hell is happening to my daughter?!" he bellowed. "Explain!""I… I…"The young doctor panicked, stammering repeatedly but unable to finish his sentence.Alba's maniacal glare only terrified him further, leaving him trembling and dropping the tweezers he was holding."You promised!" Alba bellowed. "You said you'd save my daughter! Then what the hell is this?! What's with all these bugs… Wait!"It was only then that Alba remembered how the young doctors with Frank kept yelling that it was a parasite, not allergies.They had even kept warning them not to use the anti-allergy serum…Trembling as he turned, Alba had never felt so much regret as he watched the bugs crawling all over his daughter's skin.Meanwhile, Cara was finally done emptying her stomach after throwing
If it was not for Cora's bullshit, Alba would not have doubted the diagnosis of the two young Zamri doctors and would have believed Dr. Georg instead.On the other hand, Cara was losing it from sheer pain and snapping at her own husband, "Gero Quill! Your brother has just hurt your wife, and you're doing nothing?! You're such a loser!""Enough!" Saul bellowed before things could really get out of hand.As the room turned silent, he glared at Alba, who was on the verge of losing his mind. "This isn't the time for the blame game, Alba! We should be doing our best and try to save Megan! She'd really die if you keep messing around!"While Alba came to his senses thanks to Saul, Saul wheeled on Cara, pointing at the door as he bellowed, "And you! Get out of here!""Saul…" Gero tried to speak."Out!" Saul bellowed even louder."Okay…" Gero murmured awkwardly as he helped his wife out of the room.As soon as the door closed, however, they could all hear Cara snapping at him, "You spin
Alba felt a chill running down his spine, and his legs were shaking as he stared into Saul's determined glare.He turned toward his daughter Megan and saw that she had miraculously regained consciousness."Dad… Help me… Please…" All she could do was sob, unable to move.Her hoarse pleas were like sledgehammers, bludgeoning Alba on the chest."Let me go!" he snapped right then, having made up his mind.What was his dignity worth when it came to saving his daughter?If Frank refused, he would beg on his knees. He would not care about anything else for the sake of his only daughter!"Saul…"On the other hand, Alba's wife, Isla Wells, had no idea why Saul was stopping Alba from getting help.Megan was his niece!Nonetheless, Saul glowered as he barked, "You're not allowed to leave!"How would he not know what Alba was planning, when he could see how desperate his brother was?Alba had clearly intended to contact Frank and beg him to save Megan.However, the family would be t
Seeing the murderous glare in Saul's eyes, Alba did a double take and soon laughed in disbelief. "What's that supposed to mean? Are you going to kill me?!""I never said that!"Saul narrowed his eyes, his voice quiet but threatening. "But I will eliminate traitors for the sake of our family!""What…"Alba stumbled backward until his back touched the window, and he smiled in despair."Dad…"On the bed, Megan's tears were streaming down her dry cheeks, and she continued to convulse in anguish as the brocade mites continued to devour her from the inside."Dr. Georg!"Seeing his daughter's torment and that his own brother was forbidding him to contact Frank, Alba pinned his last hopes on Dr. Georg.He dropped to his knees with a thud, kowtowing three times to Dr. Georg as he cried, "Whatever you do, just save my daughter… You have to do it…""Mr. Quill…" While Dr. Georg was shocked by Alba's reaction, Saul turned away, refusing to look.It did not matter what happened—he refus
"Exactly. I too think that Mr. Lawrence's explanation makes sense," the soldier who was driving added."What, are you interested in traditional Draconian medicine too?" Frank chuckled.He was feeling relaxed since he no longer had to bother himself with the Quills' troubles and was cheerfully making small talk with the two soldiers escorting them."Haha! Please don't put me through the wringer, Mr. Lawrence."The soldier driving the buggy shook his head, chuckling. "I've been frequently injured myself and have only learned a thing or two since I visit the doctor all the time. But I'm still nothing compared to you."Then, pointing at his comrade, he chuckled, "That said, you shouldn't underestimate this man now, Mr. Lawrence. He's the treasure of Quill Manor!""Really?" Frank glanced at Winter and Jean, who were both smiling. "How so?""Oh…"The soldier riding shotgun scratched his head. "It's just a moniker that my comrades gave me. Like I said, I only know a thing or two, b