Chapter 90

Jermain was stumped for a moment, but he quickly said, “Mr. Lawrence, our family has no quarrel with you. There’s no need to draw blood for a lowlife like Leo Grayson-”

“Leo Grayson? Really?” Frank snorted furiously. “Your nephew cut Helen’s face! He’ll pay for it with his life!”

“O–Over a woman?” Jermain was left bewildered. “She’s alive, isn’t she? And you’re demanding blood over something so frivolous?!”

“You should be rejoicing she’s alive,” Frank growled. “If she had been killed, every Chandler would die with her.”

“What…” Jermain was stumped again and had to compose himself for a moment. “Look, kid–we’ll give you anything you want in compensation. But you can’t kill Finn, or we’ll come for your head even if it’s the last thing we do!”

Even if Finn was a bastard with neither status nor influence, he was a Chandler, and there were so many people around them watching!

Whatever happened, it was not up to some nobody to end his life!

However, Frank simply snorted in disdain. “You can try.”

With those words, he swung his hand, flinging Finn out into the river!

terror as he crashed

could to reach the surface, gasping

off the boat.

once again leaping across the water, kicking a

paled in fear–Frank was clearly coming for

breath, intent on diving under to hide… But it

late.

his body to boost his jump to the

felt was agony as his

already gone and he was bleeding from every orifice, dyeing the river

yelled at the crew when he saw that, and they quickly steered the boat toward

Finn was barely breathing when they fished him out of the water.

…” he gasped with difficulty, puking blood as he looked at Jermain.

dropped limply

just like that, with just one kick

bodyguard promptly asked, “Sir,

those words–they

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