"Frank Lawrence."

Yed did not run.

He was a martial artist too, though he also knew that he would never escape an Ascendant rank, which Frank was.

Composing himself, he growled through his teeth despite his reluctance, "I'll pay you your 800 million. But you have to promise that you'll leave my house right away and never meddle in my family's business!"

"Mr. Lawrence..." Ned was left flustered—he would be killed if Frank really left for that money!

To his dismay, Frank stopped and leveled an impassive look at Yed. "Really?"

"Of course," Yed said. "I'm the next head of the Janko family, and my word is golden."

In Yed's mind, overflowing glee was quickly replacing his panic as he realized Frank was just a fool who got involved for money.

everyone and became the next head of the Janko family? That was no

his succession was complete, he could repay Frank with

a servant fetch a checkbook to avoid suspicion and personally wrote it himself before handing it to Frank. "Here's 800

the check, nodded, and slid

laughed coldly, turning toward Ned, whose cheeks

you leave?"

I leave?"

of danger seized him. "We agreed that I'll pay you 800 million, and you won't meddle in my family's

I ever agreed to that?" Frank asked and turned towards a confused Ned, adding, "Have I ever agreed to

courage flaring even as he

Frank was worth depending on—he did not turn his back on

his head. "You never promised him anything, Mr.

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