For once, the next couple days were finally uneventful for Frank, and he got to spend it with Helen as she was on a rare break too.

They went to the movies, shopped, and strolled through Morhen Park and other famous spots in Morhen. While they finally recovered a hint of the bliss they shared during their marriage, those calm days did not particularly last long.

Just three days after Nash was admitted, Cirian Zobel texted Frank:

[Tonight. The Dark Life. West Morhen.]

Frank's gaze narrowed sharply at the short text.

Tonight was the decisive moment to catch the Lionhearts red-handed and change Glen Turnbull's mind.

After telling Helen to stay put at Nash's cottage, he headed out in the afternoon, ready to free Vicky from the Turnbulls' shackles.

Helen followed obediently while telling him to be safe.

Dark Life was a bar, but only on the

Frank waited there before Cirian's meeting, he spotted over ten martial arts, two of whom were Birthright rank. There was even one Ascendant rank keeping his face hidden with a mask. Frank got himself shades and a mask too, blending in perfectly

in case, he bought a voice recorder to

entire afternoon, a familiar face entered

in front of the

man nodded and whipped out his phone to dial a

and sat beside Sif, chuckling raspily.

nothing unusual around them. "You're not as smart as I thought, Crow, saying my name in a public place." "Hehehe..." The South Sea Crow chuckled raspily again, before whispering under her breath, "I'm afraid my plan was sabotaged. The brat named Frank Lawrence saved the Turnbulls... They'd all be dead

hidden and not moving while recording

just then. "Hmph. Frank Lawrence? He's already caught in my web-he'll be dead whatever

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