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!

since this place was his turf, why would he allow anyone

Noel, Chet had already said it-Noel did not have

was he even afraid

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 calm.

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

was best not to reveal themselves

was certainly sharp

"Alright, let's put aside

like to ask, Mr. Reno, is whether

that neither Frank nor

he had no brains, how would he have survived in this business for

simple intentions, not to mention that they had produced evidence

had no

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

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