Be that as it may, Smith made a last-ditch effort to bail. "I only have one request: Don't follow me, or they'd execute me if they find out!"In the end, it was death for any person and any living relative they had if they led an enemy to their base.It was certainly a notion that leaves one shaking in terror, so even if Smith knew his request may be denied, it was better than leaving things up to chance.To no surprise, Moxxi shook her head. "Mr. Frankton isn't like that. He really wants to talk, so don't worry.""Sure," Smith replied, but he was not buying it at all.Still, they were offering him a lifeline, and he had to take it, or he would soon be forced to.Moxxi sighed in relief as he soon left. "Acting is just so taxing. Promise me I'm not doing this anymore when I'm working for you."Frank smiled in wry amusement. "Sure, but would you believe me if I told you that?"Moxxi flashed an equally wry smile—neither of them could reach each other's mind, that much was true.F
Dawn shook her head. "I think I need to do this on my own, since your medicine doesn't work!"As she finished, her pupils constricted as she started foaming at the mouth. Soon, she collapsed on the couch, convulsing as she saw stars.Frank promptly resuscitated her and infused her with the power of the spiritron vein. She soon regained consciousness, exclaiming in shock, "W-What just happened? I-I almost died there!""You're fine!" Frank assured her. "It's alright. Your brain must have overloaded and frozen for a moment like a computer. You'll be fine after some rest."Dawn nodded. "Well, at least it wasn't fruitless. Guess what, I remembered something else! There's this girl called Skai Veeka who keeps addressing me as her superior!"Frank frowned. "Skai Veeka?"Could that be a misunderstanding and the misreading of the title Sky Vicar?Considering where he found Dawn, he wondered for a second if she was a reincarnated deity.Still, he soon shook his head and banished those we
Seeing that Frank was being naive, Moxxi tried to reason, "Why don't you send someone to check out the meeting place? I'm telling you—those people always end up killing the people they're supposedly negotiating with."They turn the tables against anyone at any time—that's how unscrupulous they are."Naturally, she was as concerned for Frank as she was for herself."It's alright." Frank waved her off nonetheless. "I'm confident I can handle anything they throw at me… And as for you, it's up to you whether you follow me."Moxxi smiled in wry amusement—she certainly could not avoid this even if she wanted to.After all, she was now basically the go-between of Frank and BM Group. Those bastards would definitely demand her to go to the meeting place with Frank.Whatever—it was a damned if you do, damned if you don't situation anyway, so she could wing it with Frank. Dying with a man as handsome as Frank would make life worth it already.-An hour later, they boarded a yacht called D
Although slapped in their collective faces, the trio did not forget their place. As soon as Callie mentioned their names, they straightened themselves and their suits, puffing themselves up considerably.Frank was quite humble in comparison, clearly uninterested in being vain like them."My name is Lugh Frankton," he said coolly. "Since everyone knows this, I'll keep it short and blunt—I don't want peace, because conflict is my style. However, I've been strong-armed into finding a peaceful solution, and that's why I'm here to meet you."My demand is simple. Everything BM Group has now belongs to Frankton Group. In addition, there must be internal investigations on all levels, and any irregularities must be punished. If innocent, they will be conscripted into Mystic Sky Guild!""What?!"Mr. Peter, Mr. Robbie, and Mr. Michael were left trading glances.They were not fluent speakers, but they understood Frank just fine—in fact, their jaws almost dropped collectively.Peter chuckled
"And we certainly don't mind getting off the reservation to compel your compliance!"Mr. Peter and Mr. Michael were laughing themselves silly as Mr. Robbie finished.After all, they had learned their lesson following the death of fake Mary, as they used themselves as a diversion. They would make Frank understand that they were not to be trifled with and force him to get in line and pay for what he had done before. "Really?"To their surprise, however, Frank remained unflappable. "Would you believe it if I told you I'd slaughter you anyway?""Go on, try it!" Mr. Robbie gloated confidently.However, as soon as he finished, his head exploded as Frank pointed at him, splattering blood and brains on his two colleagues.Moxxi laughed even as Mr. Peter and Mr. Michael panicked.That was Lugh Frankton for you—he simply operated differently!"So, who's next?" Frank asked as he pointed at Mr. Peter, who immediately dodged out of the way.He then pointed at Mr. Michael, who was a cowar
"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