The only one who could put Dorek in his place was his cousin Hagar Yimmel.

In fact, Hagar was not just a better fighter-he carried authority even in his family and was smarter, always knowing what he was doing.

That was why Dorek wanted to take over Lanecorp before the others did, claiming the largest piece of the pie so that Hagar did not get to be dismissive of him.

Clearly, Dorek was too simple-minded, knowing nothing about business management or shares, and only of turf wars and violence.

He worked under the impression that if he evicted the Lane family and beat up all their security guards, Lanecorp would in turn be his.

In a way, his brain was wired differently.

Frank was left smiling in amusement as Peter Lane told him everything to think that the Yimmels would have such a treat in their midst! Still, the sight of Dorek being pulled out of the fountain gave him an idea.

There was no way he would turn away a hostage who came throwing himself into Frank's grasp.

And Yora had the Southstream Lane in her custody, did she not?

she could just ignore Frank using Dorek as leverage the brat was her great-grandson,

that in mind, Frank strode toward

man was on all fours, coughing water after his bodyguards pulled him

fear and panic showed in his eyes

"W-Who's your boss?!"

at the thuggish slang-the brat

said, "Let's put that aside for a moment. So, do you admit

as he rushed Frank. "I only let you have that for free!

attempt to blindside Frank with his elbow was easily parried Frank then clenched his fingers around

en

on Dorek's elbow, and he

do you want to continue?" Frank strode up,

"Guh..."

backward in

recovered, standing akimbo and smirking. "You little shit-I don't know where you come from, but I dare you to hit me again! I'm

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