"Yes, I'm Hughie. Mr. Lawrence, I—"

Frank punched him before he could finish, though his knuckle never made contact.

It was the pure vigor swirling around his fist, tearing through the air like a lightning bolt that sent Hughie flying.

His huge frame slammed viciously against the floor, his meridians severed as he was left with a hole in his chest.

His eyes rolled into their sockets, and he was clearly not breathing much.

"Argh!!!" Cindy screamed right then and dropped to a crouch, clutching her head with both arms.

She would not dare to snap at Frank—unlike her aunt, she had seen Frank's true nature.

With the way he would kill without flinching, she would be next if he said another word.

"Frank Lawrence!"

"You ingrate! You refused to treat Luna, and you're attacking us in our own house now, even murdering right before our eyes?! The Southstream Lanes will

gloating even at this point, Frank

vase, holding it in front of herself as she cried, "S-Stop! Are you crazy?! If

of Henry

"Frank!"

out to him from

was silent for a moment before he looked up

choking with

stop." Frank's eyes went red too. "It's

Henry his life, and he would never forget that he would be dead if

you one last time. Please forgive

far, Gramps," Frank replied. "Just say

only to hear

But know this—you owe my family nothing anymore, and I'll no longer

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