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.

Frank is as strong as he is conceited. If I'm not mistaken, he's on his

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

"I must insist that you be careful.

to

don't forget to attend my wedding in a couple of

sure. I don't care about you, but that's not the case for Titus

"Be careful? Just because some Birthright rank elite showed up in little Riverton? Chaz Graves is an embarrassment to the rest of us, being so scared of

she flashed her cleavage. "That bastard is just the Turnbulls' gigolo at best. He'd never compare to the third heir of

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

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

off, suddenly

horrific as Chaz claimed, defeating

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