Chapter 31

As the dust settled, everyone could see Frank standing there.

Leo narrowed his eyes at him. “Who are you?”

Frank did not respond.

Instead, he turned to look at Helen on the floor, asking coolly, “You’re the one who hurt her?”

On the other hand, Robin’s eyes bulged when he saw that it was Frank and promptly pointed at Frank as he barked, “Dad! That’s him! He’s the bastard who did this to me! Don’t let him escape!”

Leo took a deep breath, his eyes glaring murder. “Amazing. You come knocking on my door, sparing me the effort of looking for you.”

On the other hand, Frank’s eyes were red, his knuckles clenching as he growled slowly and clearly, ” I’m asking a question.”

“Hmph.” Leo snorted. “So what if I did?”

bellowed and shot toward Leo like a missile, kicking a gust behind

in disbelief–that was so fast!

the machete from behind his desk, slashing it

the side, allowing the sharp blade to move inches from his

in the wrist.

heartrending pain striking

dropped the machete, which fell right

a

saw his own arm in the air, flying past his

own eyes.

his arm gone and

savagely at Frank as a vein

swarmed into his office, but Frank fearlessly swung the

office was bathed in blood as countless goons lay in

his desk, felt his rage vaporizing as he watched his

his spine as he mumbled, “W–Who

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