Naturally, it was none other than Jet, followed by many Turnbull elders and executives.

"What do you think you're doing, Jet?!" Vicky snapped furiously, while quickly picking up a veil to cover her face.

This was her room-who would ever stay calm if they had their door kicked open?!

It was fortunate she was wearing clothes. What if she and Frank were up to some hanky panky instead?!

Despite her fury, an old man nearly the age of Vicky's grandfather strode up, barking, "We're here because of that prick!"

The man was Tamon Turnbull, brother to Vicky's grandfather and whose branch family was assigned to Jarden.

And despite his age, he was full of vigor-and spite for Frank.

Lionheart?! Get down on your knees

at Frank too, Vicky leapt in front of Frank, shielding her as she snapped, "Frank had to do it to save me! Do none of you see the vile nature of the Lionhearts?! They're ready to take

none of your business!" Tamon bellowed and

Turnbull

while glowering. "Where's Uncle Glen?! Did he put

Glen?!"

be the head of the family! We've lost ten percent of our revenue over the past month because of him! Ten percent! Do

you're saying this

Quentin Turnbull, Tamon's eldest son, snorted. "Everything was going well when we were friends with the Lionhearts. Do you know how much we lost after you

it, we should tie you up and deliver you and

Vicky spat

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