"Agree, my ass!"

Frank snapped at Glen even as the Turnbull family bodyguards watched. "When did I make a deal with Vicky? She called me to see her, and helping your father is a matter of convenience. I get to decide, so don't think you Turnbulls can ride on Vicky's request!"

Anyone being snapped at like that would never react well, and that certainly applied to Glen Turnbull, the head of one of the Four Families of Morhen.

The only one who did that last time was his own father. Barring that man, every outsider had been reverent to him, even directly kowtowing.

Even the head of the Lionheart family and the Sorano family had to show him due respect.

And Frank was snapping at him in his house? Who did he think he was?!

to speak in that manner with Mr. Turnbull again!" The Turnbull retainers strode up at

an elder from the Martial Alliance

"Really?"

at them, and then at the scowling Glen as he asked quietly, "So you Turnbulls are not

tenet," Glen said coolly, his smile faded. "But your agreement with Vicky was just a verbal agreement that came

Vicky has no personal freedom in this house?"

tone, whippersnapper!" an elderly retainer snapped. "This is Turnbull House!

again, and we will show you." An

"So these people are what gave you your confidence, Glen? You'd

cold. "No, they simply had enough of your insolence, and I never intended for this to be a discussion. So how about this?

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