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?”

Frank bellowed and shot toward Leo like a missile, kicking

widened in disbelief–that was so

so many years–he whipped out the machete from behind his desk,

allowing the sharp blade to move inches from his shirt

in the wrist.

pain striking him as his bones

the machete, which fell right

was a

hurting… until he saw

own eyes.

saw his arm gone and blood shooting out

hand. Glowering savagely at Frank as a vein bulged over

swarmed into his office, but Frank fearlessly swung the machete with the

no time at all, the office was bathed in blood as countless goons

desk, felt his rage vaporizing as he watched his goons

spine as he mumbled, “W–Who is he?!”

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