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!

place was his turf, why would he allow anyone to threaten

if he was up against Noel, Chet had already said it-Noel did not have any backing

he even

that in mind, his 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 calm. "You misunderstand, Mr. Reno. This gentleman isn't my

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

Urian knew something, and it was best not to reveal themselves at the moment the priority was to

certainly sharp too

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

Mr. Reno, is whether your

wary now that he saw that neither Frank nor Noel were there to talk business. "No." He denied it

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

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

if Urian had no

the button, telling them that he knew would be admitting that he

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