"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."

argue, but bigwigs like them were not that easily

head, admitting to her fault in

at Frank. "Hah! So that's the mentor Abel Loggins

Frida, he asked, "You're not lying

head gingerly. "Mr.

at Frank, escorted 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, and I'll cripple

"Watch your mouth, Zac! Is this how you speak

only in his forties, he was clearly more

know if he can help Father

strode in, clearly

rich wife as ever, she was glaring coldly at Frank. "We haven't even punished you for hurting our bodyguards yet! Now come quietly and help Mr. Turnbull, and we just might forget your indiscretion and reward you for

off, but the threat in

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