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.

not be coming to an

deteriorate, he really might storm Turnbull House

is an invitation to the Turnbulls' annual dinner. I had to pull some

Ms. Turnbull's happiness and her family, you should think

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

Turnbull!" Frida snapped, her

beneath it. Her car and those men would have been fine if Yonca did not sick them on him! Letting Yonca come with her really was the worst

"Let's go."

left the cottage, leaving Frank alone while the bodyguards

"Annual dinner? Invitation?!"

was staring

if Vicky was willingly marrying

of something she could

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