Frank turned toward Olive, his glare murderous. "This is no place for you to speak."

However, Olive was not afraid of him at all, even puffing her chest as she stood before Frank. "You're only banking on Vicky Turnbull's support! Her family might have some influence, but Mr. Sorano here doesn't fear them, let alone a gigolo like you! Know your place!"

"Just shut up already!" Hubert snapped at her, as he could sense danger—Frank's expression had turned cool from Olive's string of insults, and the dark aura around him was growing stronger!

However, Olive showed no sign of stopping, even continuing to provoke Frank. "Mr. Sorano has already looked into you. You have an ex-wife who's going to marry Chaz Graves in a couple days, don't you? If I were you, I'd be hiding somewhere quiet and crying my eyes out. Whoever gave you the balls to come here and harass Mr. Sorano?!"

Then, she yelled haughty outside, "Zorn! Lampon! What are you doing?! Why did you let this bastard in?! Get him out of here already!"

"You can stop shouting now," Frank said quietly. "They won't hear you."

mean?!" Olive exclaimed in

of you are joining him

"What?!"

find both Zorn and

Olive screamed as she

started snapping at him, he

in despair—it was her deserved fate for provoking

his towel as he kept backing away from Frank.

that question, Mr. Sorano," Frank said quietly as he closed in. "I told your dogs to relay my warning to you, but you chose to ignore me anyway.

I-I'm the third Sorano son, and my family will come after you

fear, his words

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