"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.

of dodging, he caught Jane's wrist

dropped to the floor, her arms suddenly limp as she screamed like a gutted pig. "Fucking brat! How dare

seeing his

large group of goons came charging into the entrance, led by a thug sporting

gum and had a look as if he was above everyone

troublemaker,

bellowed furiously, pointing

to work, boys!" The goon leader beckoned at his

wasted no breath and laughed

simply looked

to her senses just

Mr. Swain's goons... they

"Run? Hah, too late!"

can afford a Veyron? Holde yourself in a fight? Why don't you beat up all

"Hmph."

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