"Sir, what-"

"Move." Frank pushed away the attendants standing in his way, striding toward Will.

Seizing the man by the collar, he shoved him into the men's room and slammed the door shut loudly, locking it.

"What do you want?!" Will growled through his teeth, his eyes flaring in rage at Frank even as he watched himself bleed profusely from the palm.

"What do I want? I should be asking that question instead."

Frank shoved Will to the floor, sneering as he stepped on Will's pierced palm, making him scream again.

Narrowing his eyes coldly, Frank growled, "First of all, let's start with who you really are... You got close to Lanecorp through Cindy, for what? To keep someone occupied?! Who is it?! Talk!" "W-What are you talking about?! I don't know anything!"

Will panicked at Frank's questioning, not knowing how Frank found out.

"Not going to talk, huh? Well, this isn't on me..."

someone talk. Moreover, Will was definitely more than

needle that shot into Will's mouth and stabbed

instant, Will promptly felt pure agony from his neck and was clutching

the worst pain known to men if

of Will's being to spasm. His sense of pain

minute, his clothes were

Will cried with the very last

"Hmph."

Will in the stomach and caught the needle shot out of his mouth. "Then

to see hell for half a minute,

that Frank could really make him wish

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