Tigris nodded as he started the ignition. "You're right. We have all the money and people we need-even the Jarics might be no match for us."

Back in the mansion, Donnie helped the youth to his feet. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine... I think I just sprained my hip!" the youth said and looked at Donnie. "Mr. Ingram, I'm sure that your daughter's illness will be cured with the doctor I brought. You have no reason to worry." Donnie smiled wistfully. "It's been a while, so I really wouldn't hold out much hope, but I'm grateful for your help."

After some small talk, Donnie had a servant escort the youth out.

He turned and noticed the cameras overhead at the corner...

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Meanwhile, as the youth got in his car, he grumpily punched the empty seat beside him.

"Damn it! I've never been humiliated like that before!"

He huffed and turned toward his chauffeur. "Do you know who Jason Chand is?!"

"I think he's the head of a security firm," the chauffeur replied. "Our company has a contract with them too."

"A security firm?"

youth's eyes lit up right

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assured him, "It's not your fault, Mr. Frankton. I would've hospitalized him if I were in your

not beating himself up over it anyway,

of Riverton. The Turnbulls are a force to be reckoned with though, so you should watch yourself." Frank's

of Riverton basically meant Vicky

Frank, he was the one who caused this problem in the

crossed

while beckoning to Frank anxiously. "Help me up, Mr. Frankton. I need to get to the

"What happened?" Frank asked.

office building is suddenly asking for his building back and is threatening to evict

he just wants to raise the rent, seeing that we're doing

me that

as he finished, his phone rang

was an unfamiliar number this

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