"Don't turn down the money now—Master Lawrence wouldn't care about the money anyway, right?" Kat said, raising a brow at Frank.

To her surprise, Frank was shaking his head at her. "No, I do care."

"What?!" Kat's eyes widened like oranges. "Why are you being so petty?! You have a billion dollars in your account, and you'd ask for our money back?!"

"No, not them," Frank said, glancing at the rest of the Spades before turning back to Kat. "I only want yours."

"What?!" Kat snapped indignantly. "That's so unfair! Did my singing suck? Didn't I do my best?"

"Urgh..."

Frank rubbed his temples and shook his head. "Think about it. What would your father think if he suddenly discovers ten million dollars in your account?"

cottage, Frank could already see that Nash Yego was worried Frank would put the

still beg questions if

he tell Nash at that

don't care! I'm not returning it!" Kat poked her tongue out

then. "I guess this

nodded, even as the

is it? What?" Frank asked,

pros, and make money with our fame. But I guess reality is different from what we thought. Judging from Willy Sorano's behavior, a little known band like ours has no choice but to

everyone's sake."

bars, and

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