Willy screamed, "I will avenge you and make Frank Lawrence suffer!"Zam was staring fixedly at Willy even as blood foamed from his mouth.Never could he have imagined that the child he had been spoiling for most of his life was ready to kill him for his libido!This was as ridiculous as it was an outrage!But that was all he could do—think. He could not fight back at all!On the other hand, Willy saw that Zam was not dying right away even after he stabbed Zam so lethally in the throat.His eyes flashing viciously, he pulled out the dagger and stabbed Zam in the chest.Shunk! Shunk! Shunk!Zam bled like a stuck pig as Willy kept stabbing him repeatedly, as if to vent all his grief while shrieking, "Useless geezer! So useless you can't even beat some twentyish brat! You're the reason I had to run away like a loser! Die! Die! Die!!!"Eventually, Willy stabbed the dagger into Zam's face and was finally done with venting his frustrations.Naturally, Zam could not be deader at that
Noel did not remain in her mansion, since she was afraid that the Soranos would turn back.While she intended to stay at a hotel, Frank was worried about her safety. After some thought, he invited her to stay at his hilltop mansion in Skywater Bay until things blew over.He certainly did not want anything like today happening to Noel again, since she was a partner for his farm resort project, which was close to opening.And it had certainly been a close call—if Frank did not make it in time, Willy would have had his way with Noel."Thank you, Mr. Lawrence," Noel said, not hesitating to accept his offer despite feeling a little awkward about bawling earlier. She could even say that she was looking forward to it, since Frank was now the image of a perfect boyfriend.She would have no qualms about leaving herself in his care…It was very late by the time they reached Skywater Bay, and Frank gave a few instructions before assigning Noel to a room.She was visibly disappointed as F
In other words, Noel was a perfectionist—it was not surprising that she had what it took to become a top star in Draconia.After looking through the bruises, Frank smiled and nodded. "Don't worry—it's no big deal. I can remove them soon enough.""Great!" Noel exclaimed in joy, almost hugging Frank and kissing him.Frank rubbed his nose awkwardly—Noel only had a white shirt on, and her excitable bouncing almost exposed her.Repressing his impulses again, he felt weary—if he and Noel continued like this, his restraint would eventually get him sick.-Soon, Noel was lying on the drawing room couch while Frank brought a drop of longevity essence that he would use at the farm resort's hot springs.It went without saying how effective it was—treating a bruise with it was actually an overkill.However, Frank would use it on Noel anyway so that she had firsthand experience of the essence and showed more confidence in her endorsement.Dropping the essence into a bucket of water, he rub
Frank composed himself and applied more essence on his palm as he slowly and gently massaged it over Noel's back."Ah…" She frowned and gasped—the bruise on her back was larger than the rest, and Frank had accidentally touched a part that hurt."Bear with it. It'll be over soon," Frank said, directing liquid vigor to his fingers to clear the bruises.In seconds, Noel gave in and moaned in a way that would lead thoughts astray.All her pain was gone, replaced by a gentle warmth that comforted her exceedingly."Darling, I have a favor to ask…"A familiar voice could suddenly be heard from the door, and none other than Vicky Turnbull herself strode in.Frank and Noel both looked up at the same time, while Vicky trailed off.The staring lasted for a moment between the trio, before the air around Vicky seemed to flare. She glared at Frank and Noel hostilely as she snapped, "What are you doing?!"Forget a man and a woman being alone in a room—the woman only had her underwear on as s
"Ms. Turnbull, you're really misunderstanding here." Noel leapt to Frank's defense, seeing that even Don Juan was mentioned. "He's just testing the longevity essence that he'll be using at the farm resort.""Oh, a massage, was it? Oof, I'm hurting here too! Give me a rub!" Vicky snapped as she planted herself on the couch beside Frank, grabbing his hands and pressing them over her breasts.Frank promptly withdrew his hands exasperatedly. "What are you doing, Vicky? Quit messing around."Vicky remained very upset. "What, you are massaging a woman you don't know without a care, but you wouldn't even rub me?!""You're not hurt—you don't need it. Also, I'm using this essence for the farm resort and can't afford to waste it." Frank sighed exasperatedly at the heiress behaving like a jealous, petulant child."What do you mean I'm not hurt?!" Vicky kept pointing at her chest in frustration. "Here. Internal injury—I'm riddled with holes inside, much more serious than anything she has! Tou
Frank rarely saw Vicky being so solemn, and it was a big deal judging from her tone. "What is it? Do you need my help?""No." Vicky forced a smile. "It's a private matter, and only I can resolve it."Even though she felt the impulse to tell Frank about the Lionhearts demanding that she stick to her engagement with Titus, she could not do it.Vicky had her pride, and Frank was busy enough—she did not want to burden him further.And though Frank was a great fighter, he was far from enough to stand against the Lionhearts, who were one of the Four Families of Morhen.They were no pushovers, as their influence extended into politics, business, and even the military.The Turnbulls were just business folks, while the Lionhearts' authority was horrific in contrast, and they basically owned the East Coast.Vicky certainly did not want Frank to catch this heat for her sake."You have to tell me if you're in trouble. Don't push yourself," Frank said in concern instead of pressing the issu
Three days soon passed after Vicky left.In the evening, Frank, Helen, and everyone else were eating together at the dining table when the front door was kicked open."Where are you, Helen Lane?!" Fleur Lang stormed inside menacingly, with two noticeably burly bodyguards flanking her.They were both over two meters tall and their faces showed some resemblance, while their muscles appeared rigid and chiseled.They looked like two mountains just standing there, inspiring fear from their appearance alone."Get over here, Helen!" Fleur shouted again since no one responded."Madam Lang?" Helen appeared puzzled as she saw Fleur's fierce look and put down her fork and knife. Carol Zims stepped out just then and was startled by the intimidating scene."Where's Frank Lawrence?! Bring him here!" Fleur shouted again, turning her sights on Frank, who had remained at the table.Frank noticed Fleur's arrival over a hundred meters away but took no notice.He finished his food and took his
It was all Luna's fault, but she would pin the blame on Frank anyway—it was his mess that had led the Soranos to her doorstep, and in turn leading to her getting beaten up!She would never believe that she earned that beating, having gotten buoyed from inheriting the billion-dollar investment company, and hence spoke with impertinence even to some strangers.Glaring at Helen, she bellowed, "He will eventually lead all of us to our deaths as long as he stays in the family! Renounce him if you want to retain your candidacy as next head of the Lane family!"Gina started yelling at Frank too. "Have some sense and kneel, Frank! Go to Laneville right now and explain yourself to the Soranos—tell them that you have nothing to do with us!"On the other hand, Fleur was not interested in idle talk and turned toward the burly bodyguards with her. "Go, Deedle. Tie up that little shit—we'll bring him to the Soranos!"Helen strode up right then, shielding Frank protectively behind herself. "Come