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.

and snapping, "How dare you kill Sif Lionheart?! Get down on your knees right now, and come with

elders and executives started yelling at Frank too, Vicky leapt in front of Frank, shielding her as she snapped, "Frank had to do it to save

This is none of your business!" Tamon bellowed and gave

nodded, and he and the Turnbull blackguards

Vicky leapt backward, dodging while glowering. "Where's Uncle Glen?! Did he put you up

Glen?!" Tamon

ten percent of our revenue over the past month because of him! Ten percent! Do you know how

then. "So you're saying

Quentin Turnbull, Tamon's eldest son, snorted. "Everything was going well when we were friends

Tamon's other son, smirked. "The way I see it, we should tie you up and deliver you and Frank to the Lionhearts just so that they'd

spat at them

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