"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."

but bigwigs like them were not that

admitting

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

suspiciously toward Frida, he asked, "You're not lying to us, are

gingerly. "Mr. Lawrence. is unmatched in

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,

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

forties, he was clearly more self-important than

doubtfully, he argued, "We don't even know if he can help Father yet. And he'll think less of us if we don't

Yonca exclaimed as she strode in, clearly

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

but the threat in her glare

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