Frank pursed his lips. “Are the Turnbulls that crazy?! You got hurt in the line of duty, and they are dismissing you in pain of death!?”

“Not exactly…” Frida growled through her teeth, “Neil was forcing himself on me, but I refused and hit him… And now he wants me dead.”

Frank was incensed at that. “That motherfucker. Does Vicky know?”

“No.” Frida shook her head. “I barely made it here—I didn’t have time to contact her.”

“I understand. Just rest and leave the rest to me.” Frank nodded and carried her to the couch.

Just then, Neil’s hitmen crashed through the nearby windows as they leapt inside, sighing in relief when they saw Frida.

Neil did tell them to take her alive if possible.

One of them said, “Just come with us, Frida. Mr. Turnbull might even let you live—you’d only get yourself killed being stubborn.”

as she growled, “Dream on. I’d rather die than suck up to

was loyal to

take this lying down, not when Neil so ruthlessly dismissed her just because he wanted

that case, you can’t blame us

hitmen narrowed their eyes as they prepared to attack,

you really underestimating

simply presuming him to be some ordinary

of them growled, “Stay out

folded his arms before his chest. “The

you meddling, kid?”‘ “I’m not—you’re the ones who barged into my house to

could sense the violent murderous presence

want to kill, but they

right then, they decided to take down

leapt toward Frank at the very next moment, but they were really too slow for

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