Frank glanced at Frida.

Seeing her nod, Frank took the check while staring at Yonca in curiosity.

"Alright, you took the check—that means you agree to the Turnbulls' agreement. Let's go—I can't stand this place another second longer."

Yonca waved, gesturing for Frida to drive.

"Wait!" Frank stopped them, seeing that they were about to leave, and asked blankly, "What agreement? I don't know anything about it."

"Also..." Frank glanced at the check he was holding, brandishing it. "What's this for?"

"You actually want me to explain it to you? What a moron." Yonca snorted, rolling her eyes again. "That's a billion dollar check. Now that you've taken it, stop bothering Vicky. Satisfied now?!"

wheeled on Frida furiously. "What's this supposed to

exactly what it means." Frida sighed tiredly. "Ms. Turnbull has decided to marry Titus Lionheart, and their parents have already agreed to it. The annulment

Yonca snapped in contempt at him, "Heard that, hick? You've really done it now, swindling a billion dollars

ignored her and growled, "This wasn't what

marrying Titus, and there's no changing that. Neither of us get to decide

hear it from

enough from you!" Yonca shrieked furiously, her painted brows creasing. "Isn't that enough money? Look at yourself in the mirror already—you don't even deserve a

the check into pieces, stamped his foot on it, and strode right

you want to

was not playing along, Yonca beckoned at her bodyguards. "Go, break his arms! I'll take responsibility even if he

the

he watched them approach,

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