Stilling his pounding heart, Urian did his best to look calm. "Where did you get this button?"

However, he had no idea that Frank's sharp eye noticed the flicker of panic he showed for a second.

He had a hunch right then that Urian was connected to the saboteurs who attacked Lanecorp's transport trucks.

In fact, he was in the loop and not just a supplier of clothes, or he would not panic like that.

It was just an instant, but Frank could see through Urian.

Bang!

Frank slammed his palm on Urian's desk, projecting an invisible pressure as he leaned close to Urian's pudgy face. "Mr. Reno, I'm asking you a question! Now, tell me did you manufacture this button?!" While Urian flinched from Frank's threat, he gulped.

Still, he came to his senses before he said anything this was not right!

This was Longham Garments, his turf!

his turf, why would he

against Noel, Chet had already

was he

flustered reaction turned calm, and he glanced at Noel as he growled coolly, "Ms. York, you really should discipline your boy. This is my turf! Is this how you approach me with a request?" Noel frowned a little when she saw that Urian was so

at Noel. "Actually, Ms. York is exaggerating-I am

it was best not to reveal

certainly

Frank's cue. "Alright, let's put aside the

to ask, Mr. Reno, is whether your factory produced this

saw that neither Frank nor Noel

he had no brains, how would he have survived

away that the pair did not have simple intentions, not to

if Urian had no

the button, telling them that he knew would be admitting that he was an accomplice when

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