Frank nodded as Gus turned toward him with a pointed look. "Of course—I would certainly accept the olive branch you offer." Then, turning toward Willy, he said, "I'm sorry for what happened before, Mr. Sorano." However, there was no hint of sincerity in Frank's apology. If anything, it sounded like an insult.Willy's face darkened, but he was afraid to throw a fit.Instead, he resorted to name-dropping. "My father will hear about this, Gus Zeller!""Sure." Gus nodded impassively. "Though that would have to wait after the murderer of my mentor is unmasked."Willy stiffened at Gus' words, but he snorted as he turned and strode off."Mr. Lawrence." Gus actually saluted Frank, a stark contrast to Willy's frustrated reaction. As Gus beckoned for the Soranos' men to leave with him, Helen was still caught off guard by Gus and the Soranos' quick change in attitude."What's going on Frank?" she asked—was Gus really backing down because of Frank's strength?Frank was staring at Gus
Mark finished, "Helen may have brought this upon us, but she's the one who did not cow to the Soranos and fought back. She's a testament to our family's dignity, and we need a leader like her."Fleur was immediately flustered at Mark's words—she would have no place if Helen was really chosen to be the next head of the Lane family!"You're being senile, old man!" she interrupted right then. "If you know she caused this, then you'd understand that you, Mark, or Luna wouldn't have been beaten up. It's all her fault!""That's right!" Luna was flustered too. "You have to think carefully about this, Grandpa!""Silence!" Mark bellowed and waited until everyone turned silent."I understand you're dissatisfied, and I have no intention to break the old rules," he said, looking around at everyone as he decided to compromise. "But I still prefer Helen's attitude, so how about this? The wager with Helen before still stands, and she must make a profit from the farm in the remaining half month.
After hearing about Hundred Bane Sect's incubation technique, Frank had the bold idea of visiting the sect. With that technique, he would not have to spend a copious amount of money and other resources into finding other natural wonders.However, he also had other concerns, mainly Vicky.As a week passed and the farm resort was getting ready for business, Frank felt a gnawing sense of foreboding.Vicky had since cut off all contact, ignoring all his calls and messages.While he wondered if he should make a trip to Morhen, a black sedan stopped outside his mansion.Frida Blue, whom Frank had not seen for a while, alighted.She was now Vicky's personal bodyguard after Vicky saved her before, while Yara Quill stayed in Riverton since she could not travel to Morhen with Vicky.Naturally, Frank was a little disappointed since he was expecting Vicky, and he quickly asked, "Where's she? Why hasn't she returned?""Ms. Turnbull won't be coming back for a while," Frida replied.Frank fr
Frank chuckled coolly. "Well, Vicky is right—my patience is at its limit. But she got something wrong too! I won't let this rest just because you refused to tell me what's going on, so don't go telling me to forget about her. I'll be visiting the Morhen Turnbulls personally and demand answers, and don't blame me for leaving a mess when that happens!"Frida felt a migraine from Frank's unreasonable demands. "Look… You can't coerce me with my debt to you. Ms. Turnbull is keeping you in the dark for your own good, or you'd get yourself killed! Why can't you just listen?!""Hah!" Frank snorted. "Have I not been through enough? So what if I have to make enemies against the Turnbulls? I couldn't care less even if it's the Lionhearts or the Soranos!"Though his words were strong and determined, Frida only took it for an outburst in the heat of the moment.She was fuming, as she had no idea what to say as she shook her head in exasperation. "Ms. Turnbull knew you wouldn't let it go… Well,
Frank's bluntness left Frida rolling her eyes, speechless. "Could you be more patient? Ms. Turnbull can't see you for now, so stay here for a few days. Once the time is right, I'll take you to her.""Then tell me what the deal is with the Turnbulls." Frank snorted in dissatisfaction. "Or am I supposed to just wait here forever?""Being impatient doesn't help, and things are still opaque right now." Frida shrugged. "Knowing too much doesn't do you any favors, so I'm begging you now to just trust Ms. Turnbull and be patient, please?"Frank nodded begrudgingly since Frida was going that far.And since he was already in Morhen anyway, he would just have to visit the Turnbulls directly if there really was trouble."Urgh…" Frida sighed as Frank finally played along and said quietly. "Now that we have an agreement, you should do as I say—wait here, and I'll contact you if anything comes up."With that, she leapt into her car and left—she had sneaked out in the first place and needed a p
The girl was chewing gum, her white hair suggesting she was a delinquent."Hey, I'm talking to you," she told Frank. "Are you mute?""Watch your manners, Kat!" Nash strode out of the kitchen just then, frowning at her."It's fine—it's only natural that she asks questions since a stranger has just showed up in her house." Frank smiled faintly. "Hello. I'm Frank Lawrence.""Right…"Kat Yego yawned, shooting Nash an uninterested look and saying coolly, "Honestly, I don't care where you find all these idiots…""Watch your mouth, brat!" Nash snapped, glaring at her." This is Mr. Lawrence. He's an important guest of the Turnbulls!""If he is, what is he doing here instead of staying with the Turnbulls?" Kat simply snorted in disdain. "Alright, just leave me out of your mess. I need money now—I'm going out with my friends soon.""This late at night?" Nash frowned. "Your entrance examinations are coming up, and you're a girl. What do you think you'd look like, staying out for so many n
The neighbor urged, "My daughter works at a karaoke bar, y'know? She just called, saying Kat was in a fight with someone there! You should hurry over!"Nash flinched—there's never a dull moment with his daughter.As he started running outside, he turned back halfway and apologized to Frank. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawrence! Take your time—I need to check on my daughter right away."Frank, however, had put down his fork and knife and wiped his mouth. "I'm coming with you."He did not want to freeload off Nash especially when he was living in Nash's house, and he would definitely help in any way he could."But…" Nash appeared embarrassed since it did not make sense to have the Turnbulls' guest assist him."Don't worry—I won't cause further trouble." Frank chuckled, seeing his misgivings. "Two heads are better than one.""Quit dawdling, Nash! Hurry up!" the neighbor urged just then."Alright." Nash nodded and quickly hurried outside to his white car.Nothing mattered more than his dau
"Y-You're lying!" Mandy, a short-haired girl mustered her courage to speak up just then. "You molested Kat! That's why she hit you!"Cid glared at the girl right then, leaving her too scared to speak again. "I only touched her face. Is it my fault she refused to respect me?!"Nash forced a smile as he said, "Look, this is all just a misunderstanding, and there's no need to make things worse. Why don't we all just take a step back?""Take a step back?" Cid laughed in utter scorn and leapt forward to slap Nash across the face. "Who do you think you are, telling me what to do?! Take a step back?! What gives you the right to tell me what to do?!"Nash stumbled and almost fell from the slap."How dare you!" Kat flew into a rage, picking up a beer bottle and was ready to hit Cid.Nash stopped her, however. "You're a girl, Kat! Don't do it!""What, you want a fight?! Come on, hit me!" Cid sneered. "None of you will leave this place alive if you even laid a finger on me!""Please calm