However, Rob heard Vicky too.

"Come back for you? Frank Lawrence?"

He sneered, heartlessly crushing Vicky and the others' fantasies. "Jan isn't just the best soldier in Draconia-he's the best across Draconia! He alone suppressed the northern savages, and that makes him no different from the Lord of the Southern Woods to an extent. He could handle those maggot martial artists by himself, and that manwhore you're pinning your hopes on is no match for him."

Rob felt smug even as Vicky and Glen turned pale, though he was also feeling curious about what was taking Jan so long.

Still, he had his orders and he knew this could not drag on-he had to seal the deal before the Turnbull branch families caught on.

Hence, he ordered his men to escort Glen and Vicky to the biggest ballroom in Turnbull Estate.

Naturally, his men already had the place under control-hundreds of soldiers were congesting the ballroom and around it. Every Turnbull executive and the branch families who were here were all not allowed to escape.

"Dad, if you don't want the family to suffer any casualties, you will do as you're told-step down as head of the Turnbull family, while I take your place."

Rob spoke coolly as he led his father to his seat, before turning toward the silent Vicky and sneering. "Whether the Turnbull Estate would see a bloodbath today depends entirely on your choice."

to age decades, while his son 'helped' him back to

restless and whispering among themselves because of

of the Turnbull

to investigate the chaos in the

foreboding crept inside them, as things could

"Ahem. Everyone..."

time, Rob

take the main seat, speaking quietly into the mike, "Following our investigation, it turns out that the South Sea

worse for wear from the

pacify the situation

South Sea

We

have to worry

problems anymore

cheer for

a lot less cheers than what

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