"Phew..."

Silverbell breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Frank's nod, and her fingers eased around her sword's hilt.

"Lady Silverbell, that man..."

"He's my brother," she said and did not elaborate further.

"Brother, huh... And his last name is Lawrence... I think I understand," one of the elders beside Silverbell murmured thoughtfully.

Silverbell glanced at him but stayed silent.

Bang!

Frank kicked the door to the Turnbull Hall open, and everyone standing inside was clearly disapproving.

Some were even ready to yell at him, but Glen Turnbull quickly gave everyone a warning glare even though he was startled too.

This incident was so grave that the family's fate hung in the balance-it was not the time for manners.

meet again, Mr. Lawrence. I'm

"Where's Mr. Walter? I'll check on him

out of the hall and straight to a dome car, taking Frank to one of the bungalows within Turnbull Estate. "Walter's

"Frank Lawrence?"

downstairs when she heard them, and her eyes lit up when she saw Frank despite her usual

choking with tears. "Walter's been unconscious ever since he came back and the doctors can't

him," Frank said, quickly striding

laying in bed, his fingers stiff and

see right away that he had been poisoned, but he still had to examine Walter to know what poison it

Walter, he lifted an eyelid and saw many black

was the sign of

he noticed that despite

indeed poison-one that could confound the senses and

also lethal in a way as it would spur a person

Walter would regain consciousness on his own in a couple of days, time was of the

vigor swirled

acupoints before jamming a thumb on Walter's chest. Directing

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