"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."

to argue, but bigwigs like them were

head, admitting

at Frank. "Hah! So that's the mentor Abel Loggins spoke of? He's

Frida, he asked, "You're not

Frida shook her head gingerly. "Mr. Lawrence. is unmatched in

Kid." Zac strode up at Frank, escorted by a large group of Turnbull family bodyguards with one Ascendant rank among them. "I don't care what your schtick

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

only in his forties, he

Frank and snorting 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 show

exclaimed as she strode in, clearly having followed

our bodyguards yet! Now come quietly and help Mr. Turnbull, and we just might forget your indiscretion

off, but the threat in

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