"Heh…"Frank smiled and held up a hand—it really was nothing, though Frank did earn himself a favor."Sold! The Jade Marrow Pill goes to Magister Boran for thirty billion dollars!" Gene announced.Even as the guest clapped, they were left a loss—thirty billion, gone just like that!And for a tiny pill… It was just ridiculous!Nonetheless, with the pill sold, the charity auction continued.However, the guests were not particularly interested in anything else after Frank's pill was sold for an astronomical price.And with that, the charity auction ended.It was late by the time Frank left the hotel. Gene tried to ask him to stay for dinner, but Frank did not want to stay since he wanted to return to condition himself.Seeing that he was in a hurry, Gene caught his wrist and asked, "Mr. Lawrence, we're basically brothers—your enemies are mine, and I will be there to back you up no matter what happens. Just name-drop me if anyone's being rude to you, and you can avoid what happe

Winter asked her mother Carol Zims too, but Carol had no idea what had happened too.The only possibility was that Frank had changed her clothes, which means he would have seen her body…That was why Winter had been at once embarrassed and scared, picking up her phone endless times but unable to call Frank.And now, Frank was saying that he was taking her to Zamri… did that mean he was taking responsibility?She stood, one hand holding her shoe and the other holding her phone, her cheeks flushed as she froze in place."Winter?! Winter!" Frank had to shout over the phone to bring Winter to her senses, just as she noticed that she was smiling blissfully for some reason. "Oh, I'm here. Frank. You're taking me to Zamri, right? I'll be there right now—wait…"Hearing Winter fumble on the other end, Frank asked in concern, "Are you alright?""I'm fine! I'm fine!" Winter quickly said. "I'm heading to a gathering with my classmates right now. Can you come to White Court Hotel if you ca

Dean sneered. "But that's not the case if you have a referral letter. With that, you'll just have to work as an intern for a couple of months before you receive cases directly. In a few years, you will be promoted. Remember—I sacrificed myself to get you this opportunity. How could you call this prostitution?""That's right, Jean."Yew sprang to her feet as she added coolly, "Our senior worked hard for this opportunity for our sake—we must seize it. And it's no big deal anyway—what's the difference between doing it with a boyfriend and our senior?""Shut up!"Jean snapped at her, "Do you think everyone's just like you? Does your boyfriend know what you've been doing while he's working to pay for your tuition?! You're cheating on him and prostituting yourself, so don't think you can tell us what to do here!""Shut up!"Yew bellowed, springing to her feet like a cat that had its tail stomped on. "He may have funded my studies, but our social standing is different now! He's just a w

Despite her pain and struggling herself, Winter nodded."Hahaha… Now that's a smart girl!" Ivor laughed and waved. "Go on, you can each pick one—but don't you dare take mine!"The other men filed into the room, and chaos ensued as they started to do whatever they wanted with Winter's classmates, with some already taking their pick to the hotel room.Even as Winter closed her eyes, another woman covered in bandages arrived outside and stood with the bodyguards.It was none other than Aria Lond, Winter's ex-best friend.She was still nursing a bitter grudge against the White family and Frank, after Jorg Zayas of Sage Lake Sect maimed her at White Hall.Even after two months of rehabilitation, she was only able to walk, which made her spite toward Frank even worse.Nonetheless, she happened to be aware of the casting couch rule for Riverton University medical students.Each year, many girls would spread their legs just to secure that recommendation letter for the sake of their i

Even before Ivor could finish his maniacal ravings, Frank crushed his ankles under his foot."Argh!!!" Even as Ivor screamed hysterically, he finally felt fear.After all, there could only be two reasons Frank would keep going despite Ivor name-dropping his own father—the first being that Frank's connections were far more powerful, and the second, that Frank did not have connections but was dead set on killing him.Whatever reason it might be, things would not end well for him.As such, despite the agony, he started to plead endlessly to Frank, "Please, I surrender, I surrender! Please don't kill me!"Terror showed in his eyes even as he felt Frank's foot near his nape—he would really die if Frank shoved his foot down!"Hmph…"Feeling Frank taking his foot away from his nape, Ivor breathed a sigh of relief, only for him to feel the heartrending pain from his hand and leg again. 'Motherfucker! Messing with me just because you're a martial artist?! Once I return to Zamri alive…