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.

they would not be coming to an agreement with Frank now—it was clear

he really might storm Turnbull House and make a

is an invitation to

happiness and her family, you should think before

exclaimed in disbelief, "What was that, Frida?! Are you saying that he's two- timing?! Are you

Frida snapped, her tone suddenly

glanced exasperatedly at the wreckage of her car and the bodyguards pinned beneath it. Her car and those men would have been fine if Yonca did not sick them on him! Letting Yonca come with

"Let's go."

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

"Annual dinner? Invitation?!"

Frank was staring daggers at the

argue if Vicky was willingly

changed because of something

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