Donnie nodded. "Do tell, Ms. Turin!"Jada said solemnly, "I'll be frank. This town—even Shagan altogether—hasn't been peaceful for a while. As you and Ms. Ingram are both important to Mr. Frankton, our people will protect you to avoid trouble."Donnie was unsure if he should laugh or cry—and here he was wondering what it was going to be.Still, this was fine since it at least proved Frank did not think that highly of himself, even telling him before taking any action. It only showed his fine character.Nodding, Donnie said, "No problems too. Alda and I could move to a better location if it helps too, as long as it doesn't affect your work."Jada smiled. "You really are understanding, Mr. Ingram! Anyway, we'll be going since we have other things to do."As Jada and Frank got up, however, Donnie quickly stopped them. "Please stay—it's not often that you visit us, so you have to at least stay for dinner."Neither Jada nor Frank were actually planning to stay, but since Donnie was i
At Ocean Sky Hotel, a woman in a dress stood on stage in the second floor banquet hall. She appeared to be in her thirties and had silky smooth hair and luscious red lips. With her smoking pipe, she projected both intelligence and charm. Below stage were a group of off-state bigwigs, whispering among each other.After all, the woman was Moxxi, the woman BM Group had sent to this town to avenge the death of Mary. An infamous investor in Wall Street, she was alleged to have gang ties, and those in the business knew her for her ruthless ways."Ma'am, do you really think Lugh Frankton would cave willingly? We heard that he's an extraordinary healer who cured Alda Ingram's strange illness, so he's not going to be troubled by your poison, is he?"The bigwigs had no idea what Moxxi was up to—if they knew this much, how could Moxxi not be aware?Sure, everyone made mistakes, but not Moxxi. Why did she not at least gather intelligence on her target and went ahead so recklessly instead?"
Frank was unsure if he should laugh or cry.To think that Moxxi was such a loser that she was trying to jump him..If nothing else, this was getting amusing!That was when Moxxi laughed. "You misunderstand, Mr. Frankton. What I mean to say is that you should trust my character!""Your character?" Frank actually laughed—he had never even heard of Moxxi before, but he could tell that she was devious since she poisoned the Ingrams."Sure, I'm no angel, but I still get to save my own skin, don't you think?"Moxxi threw her hands up. "The ones outside wouldn't get it, but I do—you're not a man that any of us mere mortals should mess with. In fact, you have the power to save me from BM Group, so why should I be your enemy and behave inconsequentially like some cannon fodder?"Frank raised his brow—the woman was right about that.Even if she was no angel, she still had to worry about herself, and it was completely unnecessary for her to die for BM Group.Still, he had trouble keeping
Alda's first words left Jada's jaw almost dropping.She knew that Alda had a connection to the spiritron vein, and that she was Frank's link to the spiritron vein, leading to Frank finding it and taking ownership.However, the conflict with BM Group did not seem to be connected to the spiritron vein, so why was it meddling now?"Are you sure you remember right, Ms. Ingram?" Jada asked, skeptical.Alda nodded confidently. "There's no mistaking it. I saw the golden dragon!"Frank chuckled coolly. "Then it must be the spiritron vein. What's the message it asked you to relay?"Alda, however, shook her head. "I don't think it talks, since it didn't respond no matter how I tried to talk to it… Instead, it projected an image of you and the words BM before fusing both together."Frank and Jada traded glances—that was quite the simple message from the spiritron vein, as it wanted Frank to cooperate with BM Group!"Hold on, I don't get it." Jada rubbed her temples. "It could have just to
"Sign this to finalize your divorce if you have no further questions," the woman in a flowery dress said as she pushed a sheet of paper toward Frank Lawrence.They were seated at Lane Manor, and Frank's sharp brows furrowed as he stared at the divorce agreement before turning to the woman who was his mother in law, Gina Zonda. "What's this?"Gina folded her arms across her chest and said flatly, "Lane Holdings has just gone public—that means the gap between you and Helen are growing ever further apart. Since you're no help to her in her career, all you would do is tie her down, and it's therefore ideal for you to divorce her sooner."Frank smiled bitterly. "Is this what Helen thinks, or is that what you think?"Gina glowered. "This is what every member of my family thinks. Henry may have arranged this marriage between you and Helen, but we've been kind to you as you freeloaded from us over the last three years. Sign this if you know what's good for you."Frank inhaled deeply.For
As Frank strode out of Lane Manor, he turned to look at the place he lived at for three years.He had come here all alone and now left empty-handed.Just then, a Rolls-Royce sped toward him from a distance, stopping just beside him. The door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed sharply in a suit alighted, grinning broadly as he jogged up to Frank. "Mr. Lawrence…""What are you doing here?" Frank asked as he stared at the man—he was Trevor Zurich, the CEO of Trevor International. "I've recently partnered with your wife for a development project in West City, and I've come to discuss the details with her," Trevor admitted.Frank nodded but said, "There's no need for a discussion—Helen now has the Wesley family's backing and doesn't need ours, and she's no longer my wife.""What?!" Trevor exclaimed, flabbergasted. "What's going on?""Helen and I got divorced," Frank admitted. "From now on, there's no connection between myself and the Lanes."Then, turning toward Trevor and gen
Frank was napping in Trevor's car when his phone rang, waking him up.Seeing that it was Helen, he answered and promptly heard her asking coldly, "Frank, are you with Mr. Zurich right now?"Frank glanced at Trevor, who was sitting beside him. "Yeah."Helen took a deep breath to calm her rising blood pressure—it seemed that Peter was not lying!"You disappoint me, Frank," she growled. "If you're upset, you can tell it to my face—why backstab my family?"Frank rubbed his temple as he replied, "Would you believe it if I told you that I didn't?""Then why would Mr. Zurich leave right after arriving at my doorstep?!" Helen demanded. "He also annulled our partnership!""Trevor's decision is his own and has nothing to do with me."Convinced that Frank was a coward and would not admit to it, Helen was left seething and growling at every word. "You really disappoint me."Frank's voice suddenly turned cool as well. "It seems all you care about is what you want to believe and not the act
Pow! Pow! Pow!The air in the room cracked.Yara struck with power and determination, exchanging over a dozen blows with Frank in no time at all.The latter had no intention to hurt, however, merely doing enough to defend himself.Even if he was not in peak condition, Yara was never going to best him."Stop it, Yara," Vicky snapped from the bed just then.Yara did as she was told, though she was also giving Vicky a wounded look. "That brat…""That's enough," Vicky said flatly. "Show some manners—Mr. Lawrence is here to help me."In reality, Vicky was upset with Frank as well, since Yara's father was her mentor.However, as the heiress to her family legacy and herself a martial arts prodigy, she should stay calm at all times.Moreover, she could immediately tell that Frank's abilities were outstanding when he exchanged blows with Yara, and that he was clearly holding back. That was why she told Yara to stop—Yara would definitely lose if he went all out.Naturally, Yara woul