"Haha."

Glen chuckled faintly and affably. "We are one of the Four Families of Morhen, after all. We'll spare no expense."

"Really? I don't see it." Frank sneered in turn.

"That's Frank Lawrence?"

Another group barged in the front gates just then, and it was none other than Zac himself leading them.

"I told you not to come." Glen frowned at him, then at Frida beside himself. "You told him about this place, didn't you?"

"I."

wanted to argue, but bigwigs like them

head, admitting to

other hand, Zac glanced at Frank. "Hah! So that's the mentor Abel Loggins spoke of? He's so

he asked, "You're

not." Frida shook her head gingerly. "Mr.

by a large group of Turnbull family bodyguards with one Ascendant rank among them. "I don't care what your schtick is—you're coming with us to treat my father,

as soon as he finished. "Watch your mouth, Zac!

his forties, he was clearly more

know if he can help Father yet. And he'll think less of us if we don't show

Yonca exclaimed as she strode in, clearly having followed

our bodyguards yet! Now come quietly and

off, but the threat

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