Frank asked coolly, “What, do you want a fight?” Greg gulped.

He was perfectly self–aware. After that encounter at the restaurant, he knew that he was no match for Frank.

Still, he snorted.

“I won’t stoop to your level,” he said before turning and yelling, “Security!

Security!!!”

Mr. Marsh?” Greg pointed at Frank right then. “He was starting a fight. Aren’t you going to do something?” “What? Starting a fight?” Brendan Fenton, the head of security, studied Frank

‘ Apologize to Mr. Marsh right now!” Frank shot him a cool glare in turn. “Who do you think you are, ordering me around?” “Shut up!” Brendan bellowed, surprised that

his baton and swung it

his palm, slapping Brendan and sending him

Greg was smiling in turn–it was what he wanted. Frank had now caused a scene at the bank, and he would

grinning smugly. “Kill him!” Brendan shot Frank a haughty glare in turn. “Weren’t you being all pompous just a moment ago, brat?!” Helen promptly stepped in front of Frank and explained, “It’s just a misunderstanding. Please be reasonable!” Gina was

got a fat deposit from the man!

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