However, the Turnbulls missed one thing—Frank's patience had its limits.

"Listen." He sneered, shaking his head when Glen offered him Vicky as a reward. "Since you and your family are so sure I was helping the South Sea Crow, I shouldn't have helped any of you."

Pointing at Glen, he growled coolly, "Everyone here has been harassing me and mocking me ever since I came, and to be frank, I've had enough. However, I've endured it repeatedly for Vicky's sake."

Snorting coolly, he continued, "This will be the last time. I'll find evidence that the Lionhearts are scheming against you. But in return, none of you get to negotiate—you will free Vicky unconditionally, or I'll turn against you. And you can trust me when I say that my methods are more brutal than the South Sea Crow's."

Glen sighed lengthily at Frank's fearsome glare, knowing that Frank was really angry just then.

"If that's the last time, so be it," he muttered under his breath before looking up and saying, "You have my word. This will be the last time—once you have evidence that satisfies everyone, Vicky will be free, and no one in the family will meddle anymore. Will that do?"

servant hurried into

is asking

"The wedding procession has arrived too.

the report and simply

kept impassive as he said, "Let them in.

outside the central banquet hall of the Turnbull estate, each decorated with ribbons and

long procession of cars that anyone standing from the front end would miss the other

alighted in a white suit, walking swiftly up to the waiting Glen while turning

gems, jewelry and every

of each chest was obviously worth billions, and given the number of chests, it was no exaggeration to

magnates, many Turnbulls were gaping greedily at the

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