"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!"

both rage and terror, pointing a trembling finger at Frank, "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

at

herself as she cried, "S-Stop! Are you crazy?! If you lay a finger

hesitated at the mention of Henry

"Frank!"

out to him from upstairs just then.

he looked up

choking with tears. "I'm too old, and Helen is

went red too. "It's

life, and he would

you one last time. Please forgive us.

to go that far, Gramps," Frank replied. "Just say the word,

to hear Henry breathing

know you're in a dilemma, Frank. But know this—you owe my family nothing anymore, and I'll

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