The bar kicked to life once Willy left."Shit, that brother actually sent Willy Sorano packing! Don't underestimate Frank Lawrence now!""Any relation to the Lawrences, one of the Four Families of Morhen?""He just might have!""Damn, and I was laughing so loudly… He's not going to hold a grudge, is he?!"As everyone spoke to each other all at once, Eder approached Frank respectfully, flashing an awkward fawning smile. "Sir, we've received your payment… I'll inform the bank to return the remaining 900 million to your account.""Good." Frank nodded and said nothing else.Beside them, Soren was left speechless as Eder basically prostrated before Frank, sweating all over his brow as his heart thumped.He suddenly remembered something he had read online…'That's all the money you have, but it's no more than pocket change to me.'In the end, Soren was the clown—all the wealth his father ever had would not even match Frank's pocket change!After all, that was a billion dollars the
"Don't turn down the money now—Master Lawrence wouldn't care about the money anyway, right?" Kat said, raising a brow at Frank.To her surprise, Frank was shaking his head at her. "No, I do care.""What?!" Kat's eyes widened like oranges. "Why are you being so petty?! You have a billion dollars in your account, and you'd ask for our money back?!""No, not them," Frank said, glancing at the rest of the Spades before turning back to Kat. "I only want yours.""What?!" Kat snapped indignantly. "That's so unfair! Did my singing suck? Didn't I do my best?""Urgh…"Frank rubbed his temples and shook his head. "Think about it. What would your father think if he suddenly discovers ten million dollars in your account?"Before they left Kat's cottage, Frank could already see that Nash Yego was worried Frank would put the moves on his daughter.Frank certainly had no such intention, but it would still beg questions if ten million dollars suddenly showed up in Kat's account.What could he
The Spades were left staring in disbelief when Frank told them he owned a showbiz company—and that it was Lycoris Entertainment at that!Even students like them had heard about it since it was famous throughout the East Coast, and they had never expected to join a company of such grand scale!Still, their delight was soon replaced by doubts.Kat, who was always candid, even snapped bluntly, "Hold it, Master Lawrence! Don't you think that's a tall tale?! I heard that the top actress Noel York herself works at Lycrois!" "Hmm, you're right about that." Frank nodded. "I'll give her a call and have her hire you ladies."With that, he whipped out his phone and did so, while Kat was folding her arms before her chest and snorting doubtfully. "Keep talking, why don't you? You, friends with Noel York?" Soon, a crisp voice spoke from the other side of the phone. "Hello, Mr. Lawrence? I was told you have an errand to run in Morhen. How did it go?"The Spades were left gaping around Frank,
Frank nodded. "Well, that's decided.""Wait…" Noel suddenly said hesitantly."Yes? Are there any issues like the Soranos?" Frank raised a brow and said confidently, "Don't worry. They aren't a threat.""No, of course I'm not worried with you around, Mr. Lawrence." Noel laughed. "What concerns me is that they'll be taking their entrance exams soon, right?""Oh…"While the other Spades were not affected, Kat was grimacing guiltily—clearly the underachiever in the group.-After The Spades agreed to a deal with Lycoris Entertainment, everyone headed home.And when Frank and Kat returned to the cottage, Kat immediately returned to her room this time, not bothering Frank throughout the night.After a night of peace, Frank was training the next morning when he received a call from Ned Janko."Abel Loggins? Why would he be asking for me?" It turned out that Abel was asking for Frank but had to contact him through the Jankos since he did not have Frank's number.Frank agreed to le
"What?!"The Turnbulls were bewildered after Abel passed Frank's message.Glen's third brother, Zac Turnbull, appeared at a loss. "You said your mentor's last name was Lawrence? But we don't know any healer by that last name, let alone one residing in Morhen…""Either way, we must come up with something. Father's illness is serious," Glen said solemnly. "Ask around. Find out if anyone in the family knows a healer named Lawrence… By the way, Mr. Loggins, would you happen to know your mentor's full name?" "Frank Lawrence," Abel answered truthfully."Alright, go ask around about Frank Lawrence—wait, Frank Lawrence?!" Glen caught himself in realization and turned in disbelief towards Abel. "Could he be a young man from Riverton?"Abel nodded. "I don't know if he's from Riverton… but he is young.""What?! Are you talking about Frank Lawrence?!" Yonca Wells, who was seated beside Glen sprang to her feet as if stung. "Absolutely not! I won't agree to this—if we asked his help, he'd de
Glen said, "I'll go to him. I just hope I can convince him to help Father and to give up on Vicky—if he does, we'll make it worth his while."Yonca immediately snapped at his suggestion. "Absolutely not! You have no idea how pompous that brat gets. It's impossible to make him give up on Vicky! If you prostrate yourself, forget being grateful—it would only make him even more conceited!""Glen." Zac stood up as well. "I could get more men and bring him over by force.""Watch yourself!" Glen barked, bellowing spiritedly at his brother despite his ripe age of sixty. "Who on earth ever forces a healer to work against their will?! And don't worry—I'm prepared to reward him more than what he deserves. Anything is agreeable as long as Father lives."Stroking his beard and smiling, he added, "We won't have to worry about him refusing us.""Let's just hope the kid knows his place." Zac sighed.They were all certainly guilty toward Vicky—they all knew her from childhood, and to sacrifice he
"Haha…"Glen chuckled faintly and affably. "We are one of the Four Families of Morhen, after all. We'll spare no expense.""Really? I don't see it." Frank sneered in turn."That's Frank Lawrence?"Another group barged in the front gates just then, and it was none other than Zac himself leading them."I told you not to come." Glen frowned at him, then at Frida beside himself. "You told him about this place, didn't you?""I…" Frida wanted to argue, but bigwigs like them were not that easily tricked.She hung her head, admitting to her fault in silence.On the other hand, Zac glanced at Frank. "Hah! So that's the mentor Abel Loggins spoke of? He's so young…"Turning suspiciously toward Frida, he asked, "You're not lying to us, are you?""I'm not." Frida shook her head gingerly. "Mr. Lawrence… is unmatched in medicine.""Hmph. Kid." Zac strode up at Frank, escorted by a large group of Turnbull family bodyguards with one Ascendant rank among them. "I don't care what your schtic
Even before Glen could finish, Frank was laughing icily."Nice performance—the usual good cop, bad cop routine? Get out," Frank said with a snort, waving Glen off nonchalantly. "Your father's death is his just deserts, what with the way his children behave. Don't waste your breath and get out."Even as he returned inside the cottage, he paused and glared sideways at Glen, adding coolly, "That reminds me—I'll be attending your family's annual dinner. If I find out that Vicky isn't willingly marrying Titus Lionheart… Hmph!"With that, he slammed the door shut, leaving Glen and Nash standing there."Mr. Turnbull…" Nash was at a loss for words.Caught between Glen and Frank, he could not do anything and did not know what to say since he could not afford to mess with either man.Glen was clenching his fist as various expressions alternated over his face.However, just before he could flip, Frida strode up. "Mr. Turnbull, let me speak with Mr. Lawrence.""You?" Glen did a double take