Vicky shot Gina a glare of disgust. "Shut up. I don't need you to tell me what to do.""Urgh…" Gina was promptly cowed by her outburst. "Y-Yes, you're right, Ms. Turnbull."Meanwhile, Trevor and his men surrounded and wiped out Finn's henchmen with minimum effort, and he was just coming out of the fire escape when he ran into Vicky."Oh, you're here too, Ms. Turnbull?" Trevor exclaimed in surprise, before adding politely, "Actually, Mr. Lawrence didn't want to involve you with this one.""Mr. Zurich, you can dispense with the niceties," Vicky replied bluntly. "Why wouldn't I help when Frank is involved?"As she spoke, she slid a peek at the bodyguard standing behind Trevor—being a martial artist herself, she knew a thing or two about identifying martial elites.Given his bulky frame and withheld presence, it was obvious that he was strong—perhaps even stronger than Cliff.And a martial elite of such caliber was loyal to Trevor, whereas Trevor was loyal to Frank…Unable to hide
Gina then told Helen, "I guess Mr. Zurich still cares about us."Peter nodded as well. "Yeah. Even the Turnbulls came—Mr. Zurich must have sent them."Just then, Sean arrived and said, "It's alright now, Helen. It's all over.""Get out!" Helen snapped as she glared at him viciously. "I don't want to see you!"She became thoroughly disgusted with him after learning that he was just a liar. All her successes turned out to be thanks to Trevor, not Sean! Even if Trevor stopped partnering with her for a while, who else could the person Vicky mentioned be? Trevor must have spoken to George Turnbull and allowed her to win the invitation to Tender.She should have known—Sean was in no place to influence the Turnbulls!"Oh, calm down, Helen," Gina reasoned. "Mr. Wesley didn't help much, but his heart was in the right place."Even if Gina was also upset with what Sean did, his family was rich, and having their backing was still good enough.Sean was glaring at Helen in turn. He alm
Frank tried to comfort Helen, only for Helen to push him away."What are you doing here, lowlife?!" Gina snapped at him right then. "My daughter doesn't want to see you! Get out of here!"Frank ignored her and looked at Helen seriously instead. "Don't worry, Helen. It's no big deal—I have something that would remove even the scar."Helen, however, was covering her ears and shaking her head repeatedly, refusing to listen or see anyone, let alone Frank.At the same time, Gina continued to snap at Frank, "Get out! My daughter doesn't need your help!"Peter promptly joined in. "Don't you understand what others are saying?!"Even the doctor reasoned, "Sir, the patient is feeling agitated. You should go."This time, Frank said nothing since he knew Helen would refuse to listen.He quietly left, watching as the ambulance drove off, his fists clenched as his killing intent unfurled.Trevor stood quietly beside him, clearly feeling the air around him cooling.Pow!Crack!Frank sudde
Finn growled, "I'll kill Frank Lawrence, one way or another!"Still, as he calmed down, he suddenly asked, "I didn't think he would bring that many martial elites. Do you know who was helping him?""No, sir…" His henchman replied."So it seems that he has backing." Finn snorted in self-blame. "It seems that I've underestimated him."The henchman then said, "Actually, sir, I think the priority is to get out of Riverton. Frank Lawrence's people must be looking for us, and it seems that they don't want us to leave. We should return to Middleton for now. It won't be too late to plan that man's demise after.""Yeah." Finn nodded in agreement and sighed exasperatedly. "I've already contacted Uncle Jermain—he has a boat waiting for us."His two remaining henchmen breathed a sigh of relief at that.It was clear they were no match for Frank given their numbers, and it was fortunate that Finn was not stubborn enough to stay in Riverton, or they would both be dead.Unbeknownst to the trio
Frank glared murderously at Finn and growled, "Come back right now, and I'll make it quick."Jermain frowned and growled coolly, "It doesn't matter how important you are in Riverton, brat! Past this river, we'll be in Middleton. You don't get to strut!"How dare that boy threaten to kill his nephew right in front of him? He was really belittling the Chandler family!Finn was laughing out loud in turn. "Haha! Why don't you come over if you have a pair, Frank? I'm waiting right here! Learn to walk the talk before you threaten someone's life!"Frank, however, remained calm despite his taunting.That left Finn frustrated since he wanted Frank to seethe, though he soon remembered something else and gloated, "You'd better watch your girl—she's lucky this time, but I'll make sure she personally warms my bed when I return!""That son of a bitch…" Trevor growled furiously and turned to Frank. "Should we prepare a boat, Mr. Lawrence?"Frank shook his head and continued shouting at Finn af
Jermain was stumped for a moment, but he quickly said, "Mr. Lawrence, our family has no quarrel with you. There's no need to draw blood for a lowlife like Leo Grayson—""Leo Grayson? Really?" Frank snorted furiously. "Your nephew cut Helen's face! He'll pay for it with his life!""O-Over a woman?" Jermain was left bewildered. "She's alive, isn't she? And you're demanding blood over something so frivolous?!""You should be rejoicing she's alive," Frank growled. "If she had been killed, every Chandler would die with her.""What…" Jermain was stumped again and had to compose himself for a moment. "Look, kid—we'll give you anything you want in compensation. But you can't kill Finn, or we'll come for your head even if it's the last thing we do!"Even if Finn was a bastard with neither status nor influence, he was a Chandler, and there were so many people around them watching!Whatever happened, it was not up to some nobody to end his life!However, Frank simply snorted in disdain. "Y
Trevor watched as Jermain left, and he asked, "Mr. Lawrence, the Chandlers actually have influence in Middleton. Should we prepare for them?"Frank shook his head. "Unnecessary. What can they do anyway? They're not our enemy—just watch out for any moves they might make."Trevor nodded—Frank was far above the Chandlers, and he really did not need to worry about them."Do you need a ride back to the hotel, Mr. Lawrence?" Trevor asked."No, I'll be going to Flora Hall.""Flora Hall? Why?" Trevor asked in curiosity. "I need to make a new one to treat Helen's face.""I see." Trevor nodded and sent Frank to Flora Hall before leaving.There was a pungent scent of medicinal herbs as Frank stepped in, and many customers were there to make purchases or consult the healers.Frank whipped out his phone to call Dan Zimmer. However, the man did not answer for a long while, so he had no choice but to approach an assistant at the front desk. "Hi. I'd like to speak with the owner, Dan Zimme
Frank did not even look the security guard's way as he stretched out his palm, slapping him across the face!The man felt like his face had been hit by a truck, and his entire six foot two frame tumbled to the floor with a loud thud!"Oof…" Everyone gasped—the kid was quite strong!"Shit…" The burly security guard was in a daze but soon scrambled to his feet and glared at Frank. "Get him!"The other bodyguards started to charge at Frank, when someone behind them shouted, "What is going on here?!"Frank turned to see a woman over five feet tall, wearing a white coat and a pair of gold rimmed glasses striding toward them.Her skin was fair, her figure even—she was no world-class beauty, but a rare one nonetheless.It was none other than Janet Zimmer, Dan's granddaughter.The assistant from before hurried to her when he saw her. "Ms. Zimmer, someone was causing a scene."Janet turned toward Frank suspiciously and demanded, "Who are you?""I'm Frank Lawrence," he replied, seeing