"It's fine," Frank said. "I won't be staying in Morhen for long—I can make do with this. You don't have to get me another."

He glanced at the key Hux shoved into his hands but did not refuse it since it was necessary to have a mode of transport.

However, he was just going to 'make do' with the Maserati when a group of boys could be heard gasping from the distance.

"Shit, a Maserati?! Which bigwig owns it?!"

"This is Mr. Darman's turf... So probably him?"

"It looks so cool. The skirts are so low!"

As a group of boys gawked over the Maserati, Soren Lionheart appeared envious of it too.

However, he pursed his lips in stubborn defiance. "My dad's getting a new car in a few days—I'll drive it out to show you in a few days. It's no Maserati, but it won't lose out to it much."

"Awesome! That's Soren for you!"

but we won't be getting a ride—it's definitely meant for

certainly stoked by his friends' fawning, but he soon found a familiar figure walking toward

was none other than Frank, who completely ignored the boys as he

as he drove off, kicking up a pile of dust as it soon disappeared from sight, leaving the

that Soren and

waved enthusiastically when she saw the stiff-faced Soren and hurried

still caught in the shock of Frank driving

could he drive such

things, am

saw him

they did not expect the Maserati to belong

was just some frivolous character despite how well he could fight. But now, it appeared that they

his senses just then, looking

bastard?! The car is Mr. Darman's, who g—hey, where

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