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.

to his senses before he said anything

was Longham Garments,

turf, why

if he was up against Noel, Chet had already said

was he even afraid

reaction turned calm, and he 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

"Actually, Ms. York is exaggerating-I am Ms. York's bodyguard

was best not to reveal themselves at the moment the

certainly sharp too

let's put aside the

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

nor Noel were there to talk

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