Frida was well aware that Frank's abilities were more than what she or Yonca's bodyguards could handle.

If they really upset Frank here, they would definitely pay for it.

As such, Frida pleaded, "Please, Mr. Lawrence—this isn't really up to us. I've done my best, but..."

"That's your best?!" Frank bellowed furiously, pointing at a pale Yonca.

"Alright!" Kat cheered from upstairs, clearly having been watching throughout. "Beat up that stupid hag already!"

"Who are you calling hag, you little bitch?!" Yonca screamed like a fishwife, standing akimbo

Kat had certainly struck her nerve, since she despised anyone who mocked her appearance.

"Everyone, calm down!" Frida shouted.

coming to an agreement with Frank now—it was clear he's not

they let things deteriorate, he really might storm Turnbull House and make

Frida strode between Frank and Yonca, whipping out an envelope. "This is an invitation to the Turnbulls' annual dinner. I had to pull some strings to

happiness and her family, you should think before

exclaimed in disbelief, "What was that, Frida?! Are you saying that

Frida

would have been fine if Yonca did not sick them on him! Letting Yonca come with her really

"Let's go."

left the cottage, leaving Frank alone while the bodyguards slowly crawled out from

"Annual dinner? Invitation?!"

staring daggers

if Vicky was willingly

mind changed because of something she could not help,

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