“You really need to learn some manners!” Wilf bellowed and suddenly threw the solid wooden desk beside him at Frank!

While the Turnbulls all scrambled to get away, Frank did not move.

He remained in his seat and slowly raised his arm… Catching the table right then, he gently pressed, and the table landed on the floor with a deafening bang!

Wilf was stunned–he did not expect that from Frank!

In fact, Frank was still holding on to his teacup, growling icily, “A fiery temper won’t do any favors to your elderly body. Here, have a drink and calm yourself down.” He launched his teacup at Wilf as if it were a bullet.

cup with his stalwart vigor, but the tea inside burst away like

he did not believe some

it was already too

wobbled and would have fallen if he had not caught on to the edges of

with Susan even yelling at Frank, “What are you doing?! Apologize to Mr. Chandler this instant!” Frank completely ignored her, however, as his eyes were fixed on Wilf. “Was the tea good, Mr. Chandler? Would you like another cup?” Wilf

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