"Damn you, Yonca. So that's why Glen was so furious..." Zac closed his eyes in endless regret. "Protect Mr. Turnbull!"

The Turnbull family bodyguards came to their senses just then and rushed toward Frank fearlessly. However, Frank simply kicked his leg into the air, launching a horrific burst of pure vigor around him and sending them flying and screaming.

When Zac turned, he saw that each bodyguard was sprawled in pools of their own blood, their legs in pieces even as they screamed.

"It's over... This is it..." He closed his eyes in despair.

"Mr. Lawrence! P-Please stop!" a voice suddenly called out.

"Eh? Frida?" Zac turned in surprise to find Frida running straight toward Frank, smartphone in hand even as she ignored the Turnbull family bodyguards laying around screaming in pain.

"No, Frida!" Zac shouted. "Tell Glen to..."

to say the words “avenge

would never

Glen would suffer the

even as he clawed on their last

expectations, Frida did not attack Frank—she was simply running towards Frank, phone in hand and

Frank growled coolly. "Did you forget what I just said? I won't hold back if you insist

Frida cried even as she raised

"Take the call?"

soon did a

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