"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?!

The Turnbull retainers strode up at Frank just then, each of them Ascendant

an elder from the Martial Alliance among their

"Really?"

the scowling Glen as he asked quietly, "So you Turnbulls

faded. "But your agreement with Vicky was just a verbal agreement that came without my agreement. Don't you think you

has no personal freedom in

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

show you." An Ascendant

upset with their threat. "So these people are what gave you your confidence,

I never intended for this to be a discussion. So how about this? I'll pay you a billion dollars, and you vanish from Vicky's life forever. You're both from different worlds anyway—she will be

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