Three days soon passed after Vicky left.

In the evening, Frank, Helen, and everyone else were eating together at the dining table when the front door was kicked open.

"Where are you, Helen Lane?!" Fleur Lang stormed inside menacingly, with two noticeably burly bodyguards flanking her.

They were both over two meters tall and their faces showed some resemblance, while their muscles appeared rigid and chiseled.

They looked like two mountains just standing there, inspiring fear from their appearance alone.

"Get over here, Helen!" Fleur shouted again since no one responded.

"Madam Lang?" Helen appeared puzzled as she saw Fleur's fierce look and put down her fork and knife.

out just then and was startled by the intimidating

him here!" Fleur shouted again, turning her sights on Frank, who had remained at the

arrival over a hundred meters away but took

drawing room, stretching his back as he asked, "You asked

"Frank Lawrence, you bastard!"

behind the burly guards and started snapping at Frank immediately— and who could it be

at Frank and snapped, "You've really done it

their men straight from the capital to our doorstep!" Fleur snapped furiously too. "If you have a death wish, don't drag us with

a misunderstanding. Frank isn't a

stubborn, Gina could choke, and she gritted her teeth as her face contorted

hell has he been feeding you?! He killed two men! If

under pressure, and blame was certainly a disaster none of them expected. The problems Frank brought

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