As the feeling never faded even as Hagar watched his matriarch and entourage leave Laneville Manor in a hurry, he could not help feeling even more wary inwardly. Meanwhile, as every member of the Yimmel family moved out, Frank clapped Dorek Yimmel on the shoulder. "Well done."

Dorek could only smile exasperatedly at the praise, as Frank's tender loving care continued throughout the night.

He shuddered, remembering Frank's smile as he pulled out the needle from himself and the smile on his face now.

The horror that was the man was now deeply ingrained in his mind, just as two needles taught him the worst pain there is in life.

He trembled even as he remembered his pain and could kill the Dorek from yesterday who came to establish himself.

He would never dare spout rubbish like Draconia's martial artists being charlatans or whatnot either, having gotten a lesson to remember yesterday.

He had surrendered unconditionally to that extreme torment.

Never betraying the Yimmels?

Hostile takeover?

to do anything as long

far, as he

that he broke down when he was put through a pain that would make him wish he was dead. Shaking his head, Frank threw Dorek out of his thoughts and called Burt

the Lane family from Laneville Manor. Yeah, you should go right

the swollen-faced Peter Lane and chuckled before throwing him

a glass of water and share it

up every member of the Lanecorp health and safety department.

enough space, have them wait outside. We're hosting a party for Yora Yimmel." "Alright!" Peter

don't you think this is too

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