After that, Frank did not hesitate to return and continued to move everyone up the surface by the pairs.Still, Tigris saw the look on Lara's face and went up to her to ask, "What's up, Ms. Gold? Is that your first time being carried like that?"While Lara had to be wary around Frank, she did not have to around Tigris, even snorting, "Don't look down on me. I've had more boyfriends than the number of women you've met!"Tigris was left chuckling in amusement, while Frank had moved everyone except Sylvie to the surface."I didn't know you were this good!" Sylvie exclaimed. "Why bother working as a bodyguard? You could well be the protagonist of a martial arts novel. How wonderful it'd be to live by the word!"Frank ignored her as he walked up and picked her up before vaulting on the surface.However, Sylvie remained latched around his shoulder, giggling, "My waist is quite slender, don't you agree? I don't mind telling you—I'm trained in martial arts, and I pack some muscles even i
But that was how reality was for Frank, and it kept repeating himself!On the other hand, Lara was no longer in the mood for a bath after that rat scare. She strode out of the bathroom straight up to Frank. "You saw nothing!""Indeed."Lara nodded but remained dissatisfied—Frank's eyes almost bore a hole into her, but what could she do when she was too embarrassed to ask?Whatever—he did save her life, and she was the one who asked him to bring her here. It would be shameless of her to snap at him!"Thank you… for that," she said instead.Frank was actually puzzled by Lara's unusual reaction. "Don't you feel upset?"Lara smiled in wry amusement. "Then what am I supposed to do? Demand that I get a look too?"Frank chuckled. "See? You look so good smiling. Don't you get tired of scowling all the time?"Lara sighed, and as she watched the woman working on the chickens, she had a hunch that Frank had bought them. "I guess I could let it slide if you're making it up to me with that
As everyone laughed even harder, Tigris nudged Lara with his elbow, saying pointedly, "You gotta keep an eye out, or Mr. Frankton would be stolen soon."Lara did not appear to worry, however, and ignored him as she turned to Frank. "May I ask for a favor after we're done here?""What is it?" Frank asked in curiosity.Lara brandished her phone. "It's not me—it's Mr. Chand. He owes his current success to a certain person, and that person has suddenly taken ill. He's hoping that you'll help with their treatment!"Frank was not sure how to react. "Why didn't he call me directly?"Lara shrugged. "You'd have to ask Mr. Chand about that!"Frank nodded in silence, since this meant he had a chance to peek into Jason Chand's secret. -The next day, the construction team arrived and worked for the day. Once the load structures were complete, Sylvie led the expedition down to the tomb again, moving more artifacts.They were more or less done by evening, and Sylvie was wiping sweat as she
Frank continued, "When that happens, you'll all be locked up, while he gets away scot-free. So listen to my advice—don't start a fight blindly, and do what you should be doing instead."Frank's words naturally brought the villagers to a realization—they actually did not know the fat man, and he definitely would not be arrested later.On the other hand, the villagers were locals and were not getting away!Hence, they took the olive branch Frank offered and left.Sylvie smiled as she walked up to him. "Thank you. Who knows how many relics he could've taken for himself otherwise."Frank smiled in turn and slapped the fat man across the face."You hit me?! How dare you!"The fat man was at once incensed when he woke up, yelling, "What are you spacing out for?! Go! Kill him!"It was only when he finished that he noticed something strange and turned to find that all the villagers were gone."Kill who?" Sylvie asked as she studied him coolly."Just you wait! I'll make you pay!" the
Frank quickly helped the girl to his bed, but before he could ask why, he heard a rush of footsteps.He turned and saw that several burly thugs had entered.They were led by a blond guy, who pointed at the girl as she shuddered on the bed. "Hand her over, brat!"Frank turned toward the girl named Irene, who quickly shook her head. "I-I don't know them! Please, you have to help me…"She trailed off, clearly convinced that Frank did not stand a chance, what with his scrawny form.She was kind—she did not want to be taken, but she did not want Frank to get hurt because of her either. Getting up on her own accord, she tearfully started to leave with the burly thugs…"Wait!" Frank pulled Irene back toward himself and snapped coolly at the thugs, "Get out right now, and I just might spare you."The blond guy and his thugs were surprised at first, but they soon laughed themselves silly. "Are you joking, kid? You're putting it as if we won't stand a chance against you!""That's a fact,
However, Sylvie never saw Frank move, but he had already caught her fist in his palm, and she could not budge it at all.Frank dissed her. "You're quick, but not as quick as me!""Try this on for size!"Sylvie suddenly raised her foot and kicked toward Frank's groin, but he was prepared and sidestepped it.As he caught Sylvie's ankle in return, Sylvie's heart skipped a beat as she stood on one foot, surprised that Frank was that good.Nonetheless, she teased, "You're amazing, but you're not going to be ready for my next move!""Come at me all you want!"Frank chuckled, actually interested in seeing how Sylvie would do, only for her to stand on her toes and kiss him with an audible smooch!"What's that supposed to mean?" Frank asked, confused."What, can't a girl have a taste, handsome?"Sylvie retorted and pushed him down on the bed. "We won't be seeing each other much now, so you're mine tonight!"While Sylvie's bluntness stirred Frank, he suddenly pinned her down beneath h
Frank patted Sylvie on the head. "Don't worry. I won't."Sylvie reluctantly pulled away from Frank, but just as she was about to give him her address, several vans came bounding down to the campsite.They screeched to a halt nearby, and over a dozen thugs carrying metal bats alighted."How tactless!"Sylvie leapt forward in rage, though most of her colleagues had expected that—she was never great with goodbyes, and the man in question was too damned attractive.Still, they were left puzzled as Lara soon followed after her!Somehow, the two women were not at a disadvantage despite facing off against over a dozen men and floored them in just twenty minutes.Then, as if that was not enough for them, they dragged the fat man who instigated the villagers yesterday out of the van and clobbered him.The fat man certainly felt exasperated. Forget a pretty boy like Frank being able to hold himself in a fight—the two women had to be such amazing fighters too?He certainly had no comebac
The old man's family did not compare to the Ingrams or the Jarics?And judging from his pulse, the old man was no martial artist but just a little stronger than the average man.Frank mused if he could be mistaken just then and that Jason's benefactor was not the one he was looking for.Still, he said, "Step out for a moment. I'll try to save him!""Alright, let's go!"The old man's son promptly beckoned at his friends and family to leave.Ten minutes later, Frank stepped outside as well and told Tigris to bring some pen and paper, writing down a prescription."Just stick to this—remember, three times a day before meals," he told the old man's son. "He'll fully recover in just five days.""What?!" The old man's son was dumbfounded.He was hoping that his father would die sooner, but he needed some doctors to declare that his father was beyond saving.And yet, this half-baked pretty boy did it anyway!"Are you kidding?" he asked, even as the rest of his family and friends flo