Frank presumed things would have ended without a fuss when Fred caught on to Marian’s duplicity, since Fred was always a wuss.

He certainly did not expect him to be beaten to a pulp and regretted not following him into the hotel

And Marian’s nonchalant reaction to Fred’s pain only left Frank further disgusted!

“Could you stoop any lower, Marian Henley?” Frank growled. “You cheated on Fred, and he caught you, but you turned on him and had him beat up?!”

Brock was too busy thinking what he should do to Fred to worry about Frank. “Fuck off, boy. This isn’t your fight.”

“It’s none of your business.” Marian snorted haughtily beside Brock. “If anything, you should be worried about yourself.”

Frank promptly leapt up and slapped Marian across the face!

He would rather not lay his hands on a woman, but he really could not stand scum like Marian! “Argh!” Marian screamed, and turned miserably towards Brock. “Mr. Summer! She hit me!”

Frank was bent on causing further trouble, he

he floored each of them with a single punch, breaking limbs and leaving them

that Frank was that

she quickly hid behind Brock in fear, Frank turned

Brock, and he gulped even as he stammered, “W-What do you think you’re… doing? If… If you lay a finger on me…

to Fred! I… I can date anyone I want! He… He deserved it!

exasperatedly—he was giving Marian too

of them, he warned coolly, “You will both stay away from Fred from now on. Bother him again,

carried Fred out of

relief and beamed. ” Mr. Summer, I guess it’s over between me and

rubbing his throat and

can’t get my hands on that sister of his,”

what you’re worried about?” Marian smiled, immediately having an idea. Actually, Winter Lawrence heads home every weekend.

penniless brat might

that she would never monopolize a bigwig like

competition.

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