Naturally, it was none other than Jet, followed by many Turnbull elders and executives.

"What do you think you're doing, Jet?!" Vicky snapped furiously, while quickly picking up a veil to cover her face.

This was her room-who would ever stay calm if they had their door kicked open?!

It was fortunate she was wearing clothes. What if she and Frank were up to some hanky panky instead?!

Despite her fury, an old man nearly the age of Vicky's grandfather strode up, barking, "We're here because of that prick!"

The man was Tamon Turnbull, brother to Vicky's grandfather and whose branch family was assigned to Jarden.

he was

Sif Lionheart?! Get down

too, Vicky leapt in front of Frank, shielding her as she snapped, "Frank had to do it to save me! Do none

is none of your business!" Tamon

he and the Turnbull blackguards strode up, ready to

while glowering. "Where's Uncle Glen?! Did

right to be the head of the family! We've lost ten percent of our revenue over the past month because of him! Ten percent! Do you know

then. "So you're saying this

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