"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."

bigwigs like them

her head, admitting to her

Zac glanced at Frank. "Hah! So

suspiciously toward Frida, he asked, "You're not

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

among them. "I don't care what your schtick is—you're coming with us to

he finished. "Watch your

only in his forties,

at Frank and snorting doubtfully, he argued, "We don't even know if he can help Father yet.

as she strode in, clearly having

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

off, but the threat in

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