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
When Zac saw Glen step out the front gates, he hurried to him and asked, "How did it go?""Why bother? That brat clearly said no." Yonca snorted beside him right then. "That's what I've been saying all along—we were going about it the wrong way. We should have asked the Lionhearts to send their elites to tie him up and take him to Mr. Turnbull. If he still refuses, just take his arms off!""Just stop it already!" Zac snapped at her in annoyance, seeing the dark look on his brother's face. Things certainly could have gone better if she had not been so insistent on coming!"What, did I say anything wrong?!" Yonca snapped, standing akimbo. "We have to resort to violence at this point—what would others think of our family if we leave empty-handed?!"Smack!Even as Yonca frowned and spat as she ranted, Glen finally had enough and slapped her across the face audibly."Argh!" Yonca yelped even as she dropped to the ground.Clutching her cheek, she glared at Glen in disbelief and poi
Zac took a deep breath, his expression turning cold. "Since Glen's coaxing couldn't work… I guess I'll just have to do it the hard way!""Exactly!" Yonca exclaimed in delight. "If push comes to shove, find out where he lives and get some hostages. I doubt he wouldn't cave at that point! The Turnbull family has no reason to waste time on the likes of him!"Zac nodded and strode into Nash's cottage with his men again, standing at the courtyard as he shouted, "Frank Lawrence! My brother was being reasonable, only for you to scorn him! Do you think we're pushovers?! You'd better come with us and help my father, or I'll send my people over to Riverton to get us some hostages!"Frank heard him and was instantly incensed.For him, those around him were untouchable—if the Turnbulls really dared to lay a finger on Helen and the others, he would not mind rooting out the entire family like weeds.Not even Vicky would stop him at that point!Bang!The door was pulverized resoundingly as Fra
Narrowing his eyes, Frank bellowed, "I'm giving you one last chance for Vicky's sake. Get out of my sight, or you'll all die here!"Zac scowled and yelled back, "You are out of line! Did you think you could stand alone against the entire Turnbull family?!"Seeing that Zac was still intent on threatening him, Frank sighed and suddenly looked up. "I gave you a chance, but you asked for this!"Suddenly, he disappeared with a bursting gale."What?!" Zac exclaimed, as Frank was on top of him before he realized it.His index finger outstretched, Frank's eyes were narrowed as he breathed quietly, "Point Break.""Mr. Turnbull!" The Ascendant rank Turnbull retainer promptly pushed him out of the way.Bang!A burst of pure vigor erupted out of Frank's fingertip with mirages of dragons.The Ascendant rank Turnbull retainer, unable to dodge in time, was reduced to a viscous pool of blood, splashing all over the wall behind him.Nothing was left of him, and one would think that he had van
"Damn you, Yonca. So that's why Glen was so furious…" Zac closed his eyes in endless regret."Protect Mr. Turnbull!" The Turnbull family bodyguards came to their senses just then and rushed toward Frank fearlessly.However, Frank simply kicked his leg into the air, launching a horrific burst of pure vigor around him and sending them flying and screaming.When Zac turned, he saw that each bodyguard was sprawled in pools of their own blood, their legs in pieces even as they screamed. "It's over… This is it…" He closed his eyes in despair."Mr. Lawrence! P-Please stop!" a voice suddenly called out."Eh? Frida?" Zac turned in surprise to find Frida running straight toward Frank, smartphone in hand even as she ignored the Turnbull family bodyguards laying around screaming in pain."No, Frida!" Zac shouted. "Tell Glen to…"He trailed off, unable to say the words 'avenge me' because he realized a horrible truth.His family would never win against Frank.And if his brother confron
Zac replied, "I-I can hear you…""Hah!" Vicky snapped right then. "Did you forget what I've said? I told you not to threaten Frank with his family, but I guess none of you were listening! Even if I'd like to see Helen Lane served to me on a platter… Do it, darling! I won't blame you even if you kill Uncle Zac!"Zac paled at Vicky's words.He opened his mouth to speak but eventually hung his head in silence.Frank was silent too—if Vicky directly spoke on Zac's behalf, he might actually refuse her.But Vicky was smart.Knowing that Frank was not one who followed orders, she chose to side with him instead to disarm him.If Frank actually killed Zac after that, he would actually be the petty one."It's alright…" Vicky sighed after a brief silence, pouting over the phone. "Just let him go, darling. This one time, alright? He's still my uncle, and just killing him like that would make things complicated, y'know?"Frank sighed and shook his head. "Since you put it that way, I'm re