"Quinn Ocean?! You're alive?!"

Donald stared at Quinn in disbelief, more shocked to see her than Frank!

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm alive and kicking!" Quinn laughed icily as her brow creased, and she bellowed, "You killed my father and forced me off a cliff. And now, you shall pay!"

Even as Quinn leapt toward him, sword in hand, Donald was clenching his jaw so hard his teeth could break.

"Fucking mooks! All of them!" he growled.

It was now obvious why his men never found Quinn's corpse!

However, he was not about to just roll over and die—he promptly overturned the table and quickly leapt backward to draw the sword hung on the wall. After everything was said and done, he was still a vigor wielder!

Still, Quinn was an unstoppable entity of rage, slicing through the table and clashing swords with Donald!

inside and immediately saw the man sitting limply on the floor.

kept trying but could not muster a

this?" Frank saw the written pledges on the floor and picked them

them back!" Eron suddenly screamed, finding strength out of nowhere—he was well aware that those pledges must never see the light of day

Frank sidestepped him, leaving Eron catching nothing

given how obsessed he was, Frank had even less reason to return

as he scanned through the papers, and

slightly as he leveled an impassive look at Eron. "I've really

this over to your daughter. I'm sure she's keen to find out what his

his own

shrieked. "T-That's my family's business! A nobody like you has

Smack!

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