Seeing how naive the rich playboy was, Frank sneered, his eyes narrowing. "Did you really think Lanecorp Tower is a place you can come and go as you please?" "Shit! Well, what do you want? To kill me?!"

Dorek wheeled on him impatiently but stiffened when he saw the look on Frank's face, his heart skipping a beat.

Terror he had never known seized him, and a frightening thought occurred in his mind right then-the man might just really kill him!

"W-What do you want?! I'm telling you, I'm the third child of the main Yimmel family. If you lay a finger on me..."

Dorek trailed off, deflated since he had already pulled the same move before, only to get a vicious slap across the face.

Was there even a point to his threat now?

"Hehe..."

his life, Frank suddenly chuckled, albeit savagely. "So... Yora Yimmel is

taken aback but

you to do me a solid-you will bring the key members and executives of the Yimmel family to Zamri,

was a little slow, but even he could realize immediately that he would

he was not just betraying one

his head repeatedly, crying, "No chance! Just give up already-I'd rather

widened

Yora Yimmel was seated in the conference

of the Yimmel family, who had rushed there from

Hagar Yimmel, was among

his thirties and had a chiseled face, though it belies his prudent

more conservative perspective when his

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