"No..."

Lydia was clutching her head even as Jane stomped on her and kicked her viciously in the stomach.

All Lydia could do was cry in frustration, not even understanding how things turned out like this.

Frank looked on, his glare icy.

"Stop," he growled, but Jane was not showing any sign of stopping.

Frank strode up right then, catching her by the wrist and snapping, "I told you to stop, you hear?!"

"Fuck you! I still had yet to get you back for fucking with us, and you're already messing with us again?!"

Laughing coolly, Jane swung her other hand at Frank to slap him.

Frank was incensed right then.

dodging, he caught Jane's

suddenly limp as she screamed like a gutted

incensed seeing his lover being hurt

charging into the entrance,

on bubble gum and had a look as if

troublemaker,

bellowed

leader beckoned at

wasted no breath and laughed savagely as they surrounded

simply looked

to her

Lawrence! are Mr. Swain's

"Run? Hah, too late!"

viciously. "You will pay for playing me like a fiddle, you prick! You can afford a Veyron? Holde yourself in a fight? Why don't you beat up all my

"Hmph."

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