The rest of the Sturgeons wanted Lauren to die as soon as possible because he had lost his worth.Lauren's parents were well aware, but they allowed the Sturgeons to do whatever they liked with Lauren.They simply watched as their son was used like a tool and dumped like garbage.One must say that both Kali and Lauren deserved sympathy.And while Wilk Sturgeon and the rest of his family were animals, Lauren's parents were no angels either.Striding forward, Frank glared coldly at Wilk as he growled, "Lauren is the man who saved your son Patek, but you're allowing that brat to abuse Lauren and his own sister like this? Do you know no shame?""Who do you think you are, accusing me in my own house?!"Wilk was further infuriated—how dare Frank insult him while his security guards had him surrounded?! He was as insolent and disrespectful as the brat with him!"Why are you wasting your breath with them after what they did to Patek?!"Beside Wilk, his wife was even more furious and
"What…"Wilk looked on, finally coming to his senses.Both the brat and the man with her were martial artists, and the security guards he spent so much on did not even last a blow!"W-Who are you?!"Fear seizing him right then, Wilk kept his arms around his son as he stumbled backward."Who am I?"Frank sneered. "You don't deserve to know!"Projecting two strands of pure vigor at his fingertips, he launched both with a flick.Wilk lost his balance and dropped to his knees right then, as overwhelming agony erupted from his kneecaps.His son, still in his arms, grunted as they both collapsed.Wilk then looked up to see that he was kneeling in front of the unconscious Lauren. A sense of humiliation seized him, causing his insides to churn and his cheeks to flush."You bastard! Do you know who I am?!" he bellowed. "I'm the CEO of Wilktrade! The Jankos and the Sunblazers have my back! Now get down on your knees and beg, and I just might let you keep a pretty corpse—"Smack!Kat
"What am I doing?" Frank glanced at Wilk, actually feeling puzzled."Didn't I tell you already? I'm buying back Lauren Floss' kidney for 500 grand."As he spoke, he pressed Patek on the floor, while drawing a long silver needle from the cloth satchel he always carried around.Seeing Frank's calm stare and feeling the sharpness of his needle, Patek was struggling in terror and screamed, "D-Dad!!! Help me!!!"Wilk was petrified—Frank was really going to take away his son's kidney?!"Y-You animal! Let go of my son!" he bellowed.In contrast to Wilk's fury, his wife was utterly horrified."Please stop!!!" she begged. "Kill me if you want to! Please don't hurt my son!"Her boy was everything to him, and she could not live if anything happened to him. In fact, she even stopped cursing Frank, and withstood the pain in her kneecaps as she kowtowed to Frank repeatedly."Mom!!! Dad!!! Help!!!"Patek was still screaming even as she watched the needle close in. He was trembling all over
"What?"Wilk and his wife simply could not understand what Frank was saying, but even as they zoned out, Frank thrusted his needles viciously into Patek's back."Argh!!!" Patek howled in agony right then. "Mom! Dad! Save me! It hurts!!!!"Wilk's eyes were wide and bloodshot at his son's cries, and he lunged maniacally at Frank. "Let go of my son, you animal!" "I'll kill you!" Mrs. Sturgeon followed suit.However, Kat kicked both of them to the floor, and Mrs. Sturgeon passed out from sheer agitation as she collapsed.Kat planted herself on top of Wilk in turn, grabbing him by the hair to lift his head, while shoving Frank's 500 grand check into his mouth."You think your son's life is precious, but Lauren's is expendable? Take your 500 grand and look closely! Your son will return what he stole from Lauren now!""Umph…" Wilk kept flailing but simply could not free himself—it was as if Kat was a thousand ton boulder, crushing him beneath her weight."Oh, don't worry." Kat chu
While the average Joe could get a consultation at Loggins Apothecary too, they were just so famous that it was full house for them all day every day.Even appointments had a two-month queue. House calls? It was a privilege only the Four Families of Morhen had!Kali had tried to get one through the official channels, but Loggins Apothecary could not be bothered. Instead, they kept insisting that they should bring the patient over to them, unless they could afford the astronomical fees they demand for house calls.In the end, Kali could only give up.But now, Frank just had to make a call to have someone from the Loggins Apothecary come over? And it was without an appointment, not to mention the way he spoke to them—he was basically ordering them around!The confidence alone left Kali feeling the creeps.Who on earth was Kat's mentor?! Where did he come from?!-Soon, Wilk was stirring.He immediately saw his son Patek groaning as he lay in bed, and only his wife as well as the
"What…"Wilk thought that Kat and Frank had already fled and was surprised they were sitting there, waiting.They could not have been more pompous—it was as if they had shat on Wilk's face and then demanded toilet paper from him!Wilk almost choked and fainted.Nearby, Mrs. Zeig was gingerly serving Kat and Frank tea while shooting Wilk looks, pleading for help."H-How dare you!"Even as Wilk pointed at Kat and Frank, he was shaking with rage and had to lean on the stairs handrail to keep himself standing. "You're sitting around, sipping tea after your… atrocity?!""It's none of your business," Kat pursed her lips, rolling her eyes at Wilk. "Also, atrocity? We're just buying back what you brought.""You little…"Wilk was speechless from frustration but soon laughed savagely. "Fine! Let's see how long you can strut now! My men are already here!"Then, turning toward Mrs. Zeig, he barked, "Go! Open the gates and let the Sunblazers in! Let's see if these wretches would strut whe
Mrs. Zeig was terrified too—she had never seen such savagery on Wilk's face.Naturally, she was not about to refuse her boss, and she pressed the button in the drawing room to open the steel gates.A rowdy ruckus ensued, and Wilk smiled even as the ruckus closed in. Wheeling on Frank, he bellowed ferociously, "Trying to scare me, huh?! Who do you think you are?! If you mess with me, then you're messing with the Sunblazers and the Jankos! Let's see what connections you have to protect you now!"Frank simply shook his head in disappointment, even throwing Wilk a sympathetic look.Bang!The front doors of the mansion were opened just then, and a youth in a suit led a large gang.He wore shades, had a cigarette between his lips while carrying a metal bat, clearly the pompous type."Wilk Sturgeon. Did you have to take that long to open the gates? Also, who dares to mess around in your house?"Even as the youth in the suit asked his question, over twenty goons with shades strode in
Wilk was left clutching his face and staring at Cid in disbelief. "What? Cid…? Why did you hit me?""Hit you?! I was planning to kill you!"Bang!Cid leapt up, seizing Wilk by the collar and slamming him into his oak dining table!It was such a terrible blow that Wilk was coughing blood, his vision blurring.Still, even as he pushed himself off the ground, he was left staring forward in shock before he could say a word.Cid was beckoning at the Sunblazers, and they were all soon kneeling in front of Frank."Greetings, Mr. Lawrence!"As they all greeted him deafeningly, Wilk, who just got to his feet, dropped limply to the floor again, all his strength drained."Mr. Lawrence? What…"He stared in shock at the scene before him—who on earth was that pompous bastard?!Why would the Sunblazers—who always carried themselves above the rest—be on their knees, greeting that man with pure reverence?!That was when Wilk remembered Frank looking at him with gleeful sympathy and reasoned