"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.

the tables against everyone and became the next head of the Janko family?

complete, he

a servant fetch a checkbook to avoid suspicion and personally wrote it himself

took the check, nodded, and slid it into

laughed coldly, turning toward Ned,

it time you leave?" he then

leave?"

soon, his sense of danger seized him. "We agreed that I'll pay you 800 million, and you won't meddle

that?" Frank asked and turned towards a confused Ned,

flaring even as he was awash

depending on—he did not turn his back

said, shaking his head. "You never promised

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