Cindy was still sitting on the bench at Riverton Hospital, having just finished his phone call with Gina.After Helen's surgery was over and moved to a normal ward, she paced around the hallway when she spotted Frank returning.She turned to run, but Frank quickly caught her wrist and dragged her into the ward."Argh! What are you doing?! You're hurting me!" she snapped.However, Frank was glowering as he demanded, "Talk. What happened at Viola Salazar's birthday party?""H-How should I know?" Cindy retorted, her gaze evasive. "You can ask Helen when she wakes up."Frank's eyes narrowed and strode up to grab her by the neck."Last chance," he growled."Oof—you're crazy… How dare you touch me…" Cindy paled in shock, never expecting Frank to cross the line!However, even as she started to suffocate, her hands were clenching on her handbag with a vice-like grip, never relaxing for a single moment!Frank saw that and grabbed it.Cindy naturally resisted. "What are you doing?! It
Cindy was scared witless by the men's threat, and she promptly turned to Frank, bawling, "H-Help me! I'll talk! I'll talk, alright?"Frank slowly strode up and stood in front of the men. "I'm afraid you can't take her yet."One of them frowned and snapped, "Who the fuck are you? Don't get in the way of South Alp Sect!" "I don't care who you are," Frank retorted flatly. "Let her go right now.""Fuck you." The other man swung a punch at Frank right then.He was actually much quicker than Troy and Aiden, but still nothing to Frank.He turned his head to the side, and then launched a fist in retaliation, hitting the man in the face like a bolt!The man's eyes were suddenly staring blankly into the air, and he collapsed to the floor, asleep like a baby.The other man paled, but even as he tried to use Cindy as hostage, Frank grabbed his wrist and squeezed.Crack.The man's hand was suddenly left misshapen!"Argh!!! My hand… Who the hell are you?!" he bellowed.Frank snorted. "S
Glaring at Cindy, Frank growled, "You better explain yourself when Helen wakes up."Cindy gulped in panic, completely avoiding his eyes.Gina and Peter soon arrived at the hospital, with Gina left perplexed when she saw Helen unconscious. "What happened? Who could do this to Helen?""V-Viola Salazar," Cindy said just then."Viola Salazar?" Gina was dumbfounded. "Why?! We never did anything to her! Why would she hurt Helen?""Yeah… Could there be a misunderstanding?" Peter quickly asked. Suddenly Gina wheeled on Frank. "You upset her, didn't you?!"Frank was actually surprised that Gina would suspect him right away and snorted. "It has nothing to do with me. It's Chris Steiner's fault for two-timing, giving Helen that twenty million dollar necklace when Viola was the one who gave it to him.""Shut up! Mr. Steiner isn't like that!" Gina certainly did not believe him. She considered Chris to be the paragon of men and would naturally believe him more than her useless former son-in
Trevor gasped. "Mr. Lawrence, that boy is the son of South Alp Sect's chief. You didn't have to kill him…""Kill him? No, I didn't kill him," Frank replied. "I only kicked him—he's definitely still breathing.""But that's not right," Trevor murmured in confusion. "Bron Howard insisted that you killed the boy. He wouldn't joke around when his boy is the heir to his sect, would he?"Frank frowned.However, he was very certain that he did not kill Troy—he was absolutely aware of how much strength he put into that kick. Still, he soon realized something. "It's probably the Salazars."Trevor scratched his head. "Well, we now have a problem. What are you going to do now, Mr. Lawrence?""Tell Viola Salazar to apologize personally to Helen, or we'll wipe out her family," Frank growled ruthlessly. "Of course." Trevor nodded repeatedly, ever unconditionally accepting of any decision made by Frank.The man had spoken, so he should make preparations. -Meanwhile, at Salazar Villa, Vi
Even as he spoke to Frank, Donald had to withhold his rage. "You may be on the Turnbulls side, but don't you think you're despicable?! You've hurt our people and defiled my daughter, even sealing her acupoints and leaving her in a state worse than death?!""Despicable? Look who's talking," Frank growled coolly, frowning. "You had Obadiah Longman murdered in broad daylight, and you're even trying to slander me for defiling your daughter? And for the record, I'd never stoop too low for an ugly like her.""Grr…" Donald's teeth gritted audibly—he could skin Frank right then!However, his daughter's life was in Frank's hands and he had to deal with it!"This argument is pointless!" he snapped. "Let's cut to the chase—my quarrel is not with you. Free my daughter's acupoints, and we won't cross paths ever again!""Haha!" Frank laughed coolly. "Easy for you to say. Also, there was no quarrel between us before, but now there is—your daughter hurt Helen, and she's still in the ICU right now
Donald quickly added, "I'm sure you'd definitely have that little rat if you went yourself."Bron nodded and slowly rose to his feet. "I want everything you have on him, down to the last detail."Donald promptly had Jaud bring the file they had on Frank.It claimed that Frank was parentless and grew up in an orphanage before marrying into the Lane family three years ago…Bron flipped through the short stack, finding nothing of note over the years. "This isn't right. With those abilities, he's not your average Joe."Donald nodded in agreement. "I think so too. Someone must have erased something.""Hmph." Bron snorted. "I don't care who he is—he killed my son, and I will have them rest in pieces."As he spoke, his eyes swept toward Donald and Jaud, sending a chill down Donald's spine.Bron asked just then, "What about the Lanes?""Don't worry, Mr. Howard," Donald quickly said. "That bitch Helen Lane caused this whole mess. We have every reason to press the issue."Bron nodded a
As Frank sent a punch with devastating force, Bron paled, caught off guard.He did not think that Frank's pure vigor would be that abundant!Mustering every ounce of his own vigor, he raised his arms to parry Frank's blow!Pow!A violent shockwave unfurled with a resounding crack in the air.Frank stood motionless.On the other hand, Bron stumbled several paces backward, the floor cracking where his feet made contact."Son of a…" He swore under his breath, while sweat poured over his back.His arm felt numb as if struck by a thunderbolt!He did not think that a young man like Frank could unleash such might with a single punch—not even his full strength would make the brat budge!So that was why he remained unfettered from the very start!However, just before Frank moved in for the kill, Robert Quill arrived on the scene and shouted, "Please hold back, Mr. Lawrence!"Frank was taken aback and stilled his vigor at Robert's call. "What are you doing here, Governor Quill?"Rob
Robert reasoned, "I understand how you feel, Mr. Howard, but it's a greater crime to be exploited. Moreover, I can vouch for Mr. Lawrence's character even if we were only recently acquainted. He would never desecrate another man's body."Each of Frank's blows had the potential to be lethal.And as Bron put it, Troy's head was stomped into pieces. There was no way Frank would kill Troy, and then step on his head!Robert's words actually calmed Bron somewhat as well, but he doubted that Frank was completely innocent.Before he could say anything, however, Robert told him, "Just leave this to me—I'll ask Mr. Lawrence myself. You deserve a satisfying conclusion, at least." With that, he walked up to Frank with a solemn expression and asked, "Be honest with me, Mr. Lawrence. Did you or did you not murder Troy Howard?"Frank actually did not care for an idiot like Bron, but he was not about to take the blame for someone else's mess.Knowing he had most definitely been framed, he sh