Chapter 142

Frank asked coolly, “What, do you want a fight?”

Greg gulped.

He was perfectly self–aware. After that encounter at the restaurant, he knew that he was no match for Frank.

Still, he snorted.

“I won’t stoop to your level,” he said before turning and yelling, “Security! Security!!!”

The security guards rushed into the room at his call, and they immediately recognized Frank. ” What is it, Mr. Marsh?”

Greg pointed at Frank right then. “He was starting a fight. Aren’t you going to do something?”

“What? Starting a fight?” Brendan Fenton, the head of security, studied Frank right then.

He was very young and obviously not rich, and the head of security promptly barked, ‘ Apologize to Mr. Marsh right now!”

glare in turn. “Who do you think

surprised that the kid

baton and swung it at

Smack!

“Argh!”

slapping Brendan

“I

was what he wanted. Frank had now caused a scene at the bank, and he

shit! Just you wait–I’ll kill you!” Brendan growled as he scrambled to his feet and barked into his walkie–talkie, “Send everyone! This piece of shit

guards poured into the room, with Gina holding

you being all pompous just a

Frank and explained, “It’s just a misunderstanding. Please

pulled her away, snapping,

Helen as well and told the other security guards,

rushed to the scene, snapping,

up Frank’s account, only for the receptionist to run into

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