Chaz, Wilbur, and even Neil were all grinning in delight as Titus’ attitude changed dramatically.

It seems that nothing was wrong with the man—he was merely being courteous before moving in for the kill!

"You murdered my friend Hubert Sorano and my family's retainers, and now you've crashed the wedding of Mr. Graves, my subordinate. Lives were lost, so I'd really like to know what you have to say for yourself, Mr. Lawrence!"

At those words, his dark aura burst out, shooting toward Frank!

Frank did not cower, however.

Leaving Helen with Burt, he unleashed a burst of dark aura and repelled against Titus pressure. "Huh?" Titus gasped when he saw that Frank was not faltering, actually surprised that Frank had that much in him.

Frank remained impassive as he glanced at Burt. "Take Helen and go."

"Yeah!" Burt nodded, knowing from a glance at Titus that he was no match for the man.

to Frank if he stayed, he held Helen's

rappelling rope dropped from the shattered dome on the ceiling, and Burt held it with a single hand while he held firmly onto Helen with the other. Soon, they

look around—most of the guests, including

were certainly afraid to catch blame since Frank had undoubtedly messed up the wedding, which was why they

them! Don't let them take Helen

yelling, not caring that he was bleeding from

from anxiety too. "Don't let her get away, Titus! Chaz

he stomped the floor, and dozens of glass shards shot up into the air. They glinted against

hurt—he swiped his foot over the floor, his vigor purifying and bursting away

Clang!

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