Hugh sneered. "I heard that Vicky's husband is an indomitable spirit who'd even toppled Sif Lionheart's eldest brother. Your reputation is not undeserved, now that I've seen you." "And who are you?" Frank asked impassively.

"Hugh Turnbull, heir of the Norsedam Turnbulls."

"Watch how you speak with Mr. Turnbull!" Hugh's bodyguard snapped at Frank threateningly right after Hugh finished.

"Norsedam..." Frank murmured, remembering just then.

Norsedam and Riverton were just a bridge apart, but Norsedam was far more prosperous than Riverton.

And the first time he met Sif Lionheart was at an auction in Norsedam, though he was unaware that a branch family of the Turnbulls was based in Norsedam too.

Nodding, Frank asked quietly, "Then to what do I owe the pleasure, Mr. Turnbull?"

a son-in-law of the Turnbull family, you should maintain an ounce of dignity instead of getting caught by some street thug's ploy. It doesn't matter to me if you live or die,

see. Thank you so much for your concern," Frank replied before chuckling coolly. "And I have a piece of advice in return-keep a leash on your dog. Letting it yap

Frank turned

"You bastard!"

him and was ready to attack out when Hugh stopped

"We have plenty of opportunities to deal with him.

his breath, sensing the obvious

the Norsedam Turnbulls? Who cared-mess with Frank, and

that he could sense Hugh's enmity early on. Shaking his head and forgetting the distraction, Frank trudged along with the crowd,

counterfeit items, and the remaining

about to leave, a store clerk who had been following Frank for around

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