"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!"

getting a ride—it's definitely meant

fawning, but he soon found a familiar figure walking toward

the boys

dust as it soon

that Soren

saw the stiff-faced Soren and hurried to

was still caught in the shock of Frank driving

he drive such an expensive

seeing things, am I?

I saw him

left dumbfounded, as they did not expect the Maserati to belong to

Frank was just some frivolous character despite how well he could fight.

his senses just then, looking up

annoyance. "Oh, that bastard?! The car is Mr. Darman's, who

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