"Don't turn down the money now—Master Lawrence wouldn't care about the money anyway, right?” Kat said, raising a brow at Frank.

To her surprise, Frank was shaking his head at her. "No, I do care."

"What?!" Kat's eyes widened like oranges. "Why are you being so petty?! You have a billion dollars in your account, and you'd ask for our money back?!"

"No, not them,” Frank said, glancing at the rest of the Spades before turning back to Kat. “I only want yours."

"What?!" Kat snapped indignantly. "That's so unfair! Did my singing suck? Didn't I do my best?" "Urgh..."

Frank rubbed his temples and shook his head. "Think about it. What would your father think if he suddenly discovers ten million dollars in your account?”

Before they left Kat's cottage, Frank could already see that Nash Yego was worried Frank would put the moves on his daughter.

but it would still beg questions if ten million dollars suddenly

tell

care! I'm not returning it!" Kat poked her tongue out at him, making a face

the drummer, sighed just then. "I guess this is it for the band,

nodded, even as the

it? What?" Frank asked,

is different from what we thought. Judging from Willy Sorano's behavior, a little

for everyone's

were just anonymous singers who traveled between bars, and they had encountered

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