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.

while, he advised calmly "Mr. Sorano, I'd advise you to run right now— Frank is as strong as he is conceited. If I'm not mistaken, he's on his

confidently. "I've called in one of my family's Birthright rank elders, and his plane had already touched

sighed. "I must insist that you be careful. Frank

don't worry! What is he going to do, kill me?"

forget to attend my wedding in a couple

don't care about you, but that's

careful? Just because some Birthright rank elite showed up in little Riverton? Chaz Graves is an embarrassment

bastard is just the

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

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

trailed off, suddenly remembering Chaz's

as Chaz claimed, defeating

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