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.

you to run right now— Frank is

one of my family's Birthright rank elders, and his plane had already touched down a while ago. There's

must insist that you be careful.

worry! What is he going to do, kill

attend

sure. I don't care about you, but that's

up in little Riverton? Chaz

her cleavage. "That bastard is just the Turnbulls'

tongue." Hubert wrapped his arms around her waist, ready for round two,

the time he turned, the door was kicked wide open, and

Hubert trailed off, suddenly

Chaz claimed, defeating even an elder from his

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