And with that, Frank ignored the pair and returned to his room.

The next day, he was woken up by a loud hollering outside.

He stepped out to see a large crowd gathered outside the cottage, led by a pudgy woman in her forties who was yelling murderer and with various banners that bore the same accusations.

Frank smiled in wry amusement. "What is it now?"

Soon, Brenda, the pudgy woman, saw Frank leave the cottage and promptly snapped, "You! Those two women with you were your friends, weren't they?! My father ate their cooking and had a heart attack! You must answer this!"

Frank was even more puzzled. "The ambulance arrived in minutes. How could he be dead? Stop spreading lies!"

Brenda snorted. "He's in the ICU! It's just a matter of time."

Frank and everyone

man was not even dead?! And what was she doing here instead of

"I don't care. You will all take responsibility for this, or I will make

stop already? The old man is still alive-can't this wait

all either young or healthy, and that's not the case for my father,

condiments in it. It definitely triggered some sort of condition and caused

out snapping, as Brenda's

not about to let Frank

getting away! That's why I'm here

take this to court and when

fault, and you think you're in

laughed at her words. "Think before you speak, woman! You have no evidence, and

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