Stilling his pounding heart, Urian did his best to look calm. "Where did you get this button?"

However, he had no idea that Frank's sharp eye noticed the flicker of panic he showed for a second.

He had a hunch right then that Urian was connected to the saboteurs who attacked Lanecorp's transport trucks.

In fact, he was in the loop and not just a supplier of clothes, or he would not panic like that.

It was just an instant, but Frank could see through Urian.

Bang!

Frank slammed his palm on Urian's desk, projecting an invisible pressure as he leaned close to Urian's pudgy face. "Mr. Reno, I'm asking you a question! Now, tell me did you manufacture this button?!" While Urian flinched from Frank's threat, he gulped.

before he said anything this was

was Longham Garments,

his turf, why

if he was up against Noel, Chet had already said it-Noel did

was he even

glanced at Noel as he growled coolly, "Ms. York, you really should discipline your boy. This is my turf! Is this how you approach me with a request?" Noel frowned a little when she saw that Urian was so calm. "You misunderstand, Mr.

at Noel. "Actually, Ms. York is

and it was best not to reveal themselves at the

certainly

Frank's cue. "Alright, let's put

to ask, Mr. Reno, is whether your factory produced

that neither Frank nor

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