"Phew..."

Silverbell breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Frank's nod, and her fingers eased around her sword's hilt.

"Lady Silverbell, that man..."

"He's my brother," she said and did not elaborate further.

"Brother, huh... And his last name is Lawrence... I think I understand," one of the elders beside Silverbell murmured thoughtfully.

Silverbell glanced at him but stayed silent.

Bang!

Frank kicked the door to the Turnbull Hall open, and everyone standing inside was clearly disapproving.

Some were even ready to yell at him, but Glen Turnbull quickly gave everyone a warning glare even though he was startled too.

This incident was so grave that the family's fate hung in the balance-it was not the time for manners.

Glen said, "We meet again, Mr. Lawrence. I'm sure

nodded. "Where's Mr. Walter? I'll check

to a

"Frank Lawrence?"

toward him. Her eyes were red, and she was choking with tears. "Walter's been unconscious ever since he came back, and

said, quickly

in bed, his fingers

but he still had to

an eyelid and

was the sign of a

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