The old man bled from orifice as he died horribly, while Frank got in the limousine he came in.

"Drive me to Ninedell Hotel."

The chauffeur was already petrified, but he quickly turned the car and headed to Ninedell Hotel as told since he valued his life. -

In Room 1008 of Ninedell Hotel, Hubert was wearing only a bathrobe as he lay sprawled on bed, enjoying Olive Perkin's massage while holding up a phone.

"You don't sound too pleased, Mr. Sorano," Chaz Graves said from the other end of the line.

"Of course I am! We just lost a golden goose, for fuck's sakes!" Hubert cursed out loud and told Chaz everything that had happened.

"What?!"

Chaz was clearly shocked and repeatedly confirmed that it was the Frank Lawrence he had in mind.

"Mr. Sorano, I'd advise you to run right now— Frank is

in one of my family's Birthright rank elders, and his plane had already

you

to do, kill me?" Hubert snorted

attend my wedding in a

I don't care about you, but

rank elite showed up in little Riverton? Chaz Graves

cleavage. "That bastard is just the Turnbulls'

wrapped his arms around her waist, ready for round two, when he heard a loud crash

turned, the door was kicked wide open, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw who

trailed off, suddenly

horrific as Chaz claimed, defeating even an

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