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..."

as Dorek felt afraid for his life, Frank suddenly

appeared taken aback but nodded

"In that case, I need you to do me a solid-you will bring the key members and executives

could realize immediately that he would be

worse, he was not just

Just give up already-I'd rather die than become a traitor!" Frank's eyes narrowed threateningly.

widened in

seated in the

key members and executives of the

Yimmel,

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

more conservative perspective

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