Arriving at the drawing room, Frank saw a familiar face that he had just met recently.

"Oh, it's you?"

Stella was seated primly on the couch, scowling even as a servant brought her tea.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Frank asked as he sat down comfortably on the couch, leveling an interested look at the woman who was somehow completely different than when he saw her days ago.

If she had been haughty and endlessly confident about being an heiress of the Favonis, she was now the image of someone beaten.

Her eyes were bloodshot even as she looked up, rasping, "F-Frank Lawrence, I've come to apologize."

"Apologize?"

Frank was left dumbstruck by her words, not expecting Stella to come all this way to apologize.

The public really have a lot to say

after killing him. But I came to apologize for no other reason than to ask

"Spare your brother's life?"

bragging to everyone that he would make despicable me pay... And I wonder, even if I let him live, would

bit her own lips so

taking me down in the name of justice, and so be it. I don't care how others see me

"N-No!"

feet

finally told him why she had

divided into two

brother and father were

the difficult path of striving to make something

of Stella's uncles and the rest-opted to ally themselves to one of the major sects

to them

Bane Sect provided them with

attributes and cultivation, and many Favoni martial artists

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