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Vicky rolled her eyes. "Really? Do you think you get to call the shots just because I'm engaged to Titus Lionheart?"
Susan growled, "We're not having this discussion. Now go to bed."
"Fine." Vicky snorted noncommittally and returned upstairs.
Frank was sitting in meditation with his eyes closed in his room but could clearly hear everything spoken outside.
Vicky could be a real comedian at times. -
Meanwhile, Donald Salazar was seated in his study, planning for his family's future.
After all, he was convinced the Rejuvenation Pill recipe was already in the bag with his son on the task.
Soon, Viola came running into his study and he quickly asked, "So, is it done?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtViola, however, appeared terrified. "No, Dad..."
Her terrified reaction left Donald's heart skipping a beat.
Did something happen to his son?!
"Viola, tell me what happened," he pressed.
Viola was trembling as she stammered, "Drakon. Drakon was killed."
"What?!" Donald almost choked as his eyes turned bloodshot, and he started to fall backward.
Thankfully, Jaud White was on hand to catch him, and Jaud pinched Donald's central nerve so that he
caught his breath.
Even so, he was shaking his head repeatedly as he murmured in disbelief, "No, that's impossible. My
son is invincible! How could he be killed?"
Jaud glanced between him and Viola, who was still trembling.
Seeing that neither of them were in their right mind, Donald pressed Viola, asking, "Ms. Salazar, who
killed your brother?"
Viola gulped, actually too scared to mention Frank's name.
She hesitated for a long while before forcing it out from her lips, "I-It's Frank Lawrence."
"Him again?!" Donald's eyes were red, his veins bulging over his arms as he slammed his knuckle on
the toblo
LOU IC.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJaud himself did a double take, "Frank Lawrence killed Drakon? But he's Birthright ranked!"
It was certainly hard to believe, since Frank was not at that level when they fought... Was it possible that he had improved recently?
"I don't know. I don't know!" Viola exclaimed, clutching her head and shaking her head in trauma. "Dad, why don't we just make peace with Frank? We're not going to win!"
Donald almost suffered a stroke from her words—his daughter was now a lost cause!
Quinn arrived just then as well, and Donald hurried to her, sobbing, "What happened, Ms. Ocean? How did Drakon get killed?"
Quinn scowled but told him everything.
Donald was left hitting his own chest and stamping his feet. "'ll kill Frank Lawrence! Gather everyone, Jaud! I'll take him down even if it kills me!"
Quinn remained impassive as she raised a hand, stopping him. "Pushovers like you would just get killed while achieving nothing."
Jaud pursed his lips—when was he reduced to the rank of pushover?
Still, he did not argue since anything was better than going to fight Frank, which he was personally reluctant to do!
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