Frank took a cab to Turnbull Villa right away, where Vicky and Walter were present, along with a beautiful woman and a burly man who looked like a bodyguard.

Walter was the first to greet Frank. “Welcome, Mr. Lawrence.” “Mr. Turnbull.” Frank nodded.

On the other hand, Vicky stayed seated beside the woman, appearing tame and disciplined.

Just then, the woman asked, “You’re Frank Lawrence?” There was a hint of disdain in her eyes.

Frank frowned slightly but replied. “And you are…?” Before Vicky could speak, the woman introduced herself. “Susan Redford. I’m Vicky’s mother.” “So you are Mrs. Turnbull. Pleasure to meet you,” Frank nodded, surprised that Vicky’s mother carried such a presence.

that she was an heiress herself, though strategic marriages were probably normal

you’re extraordinary in medicine and martial

just happen to have a martial elite with me, so why don’t you spar with

Walter also reasoned, “That’s right. Cliff Dixon is pawnarch–tier. This is basically bullying!” Frank smiled too. “I’m just here to get the wonderroot. I’d rather not fight.” Nonetheless, Susan picked up the velvet box on the table and brandished it at him. “Don’t worry, Mr. Lawrence–our word is golden, and you’ll have the wonderroot no

it away unless I fight?” Susan

said, “I can fight you with one hand if you’re scared, kid.” 11 Frank simply kept quiet, so Cliff added, “Fine. If you survive three hits from me, it’s your win.” Even so, Vicky

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