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?”

die!” Frank bellowed and shot toward Leo like a missile, kicking a gust

widened in disbelief–that was so

himself after being a gangster for so many years–he whipped out the machete from behind his desk, slashing it through the air even

the sharp blade to

in the wrist.

Leo screamed, heartrending pain striking him as

dropped the machete, which fell

was a cool

his hand hurting… until he saw his own arm in the air, flying past his

own eyes.

arm gone and

his hand. Glowering savagely at Frank as a vein bulged over his neck, he

fearlessly swung

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

against his desk, felt his rage vaporizing as he watched his goons fall one

his spine as he mumbled, “W–Who is

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