"Now, I have questions, and you will all answer," Frank said as he walked slowly toward Chet as he sat limply on the floor, his face drained of all color.

"P-Please ask... I'll tell you everything..." Chet was so petrified in fear that he had no idea what he was saying.

"Yesterday, the expensive equipment Lanecorp was transporting had been stolen or sabotaged mid-transit-" "That was us!"

Chet admitted to it immediately, tears flowing down his cheeks as he kowtowed to Frank endlessly. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Lawrence... We did it, but we were just following orders! It was Sil Lionheart who put us up to it-we don't dare to go against him!" Chet's pleading cries left Urian snorting coolly.

Just earlier, the man was looking all smug, bragging about how beautiful a job he did and how brightly their fires burnt.

He certainly did not look like he was forced to do it!

Still, Urian did not say a word, in case he would blow up like Grom did.

It was such a horrific way to go, and he had not even heard of it!

Urian scowled as he suddenly remembered what Frank said earlier, that he was affable and did not like to resolve problems with violence...

ones who did it-them,

said earlier that they were all in the same boat, and he was now scapegoating

place, he called them here today to help with a personal

now had

was,

despicable a person could be, Chet would

Lionheart martial elites who were left dumbstruck, as

was beyond salvation, and Frank was actually impressed how far

had no intention of sparing any of

said, "Since you admitted to destroying

"What?!"

senses when he saw Frank smiling.

Frank was being agreeable,

that meant he most likely would survive

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