Chapter 1509

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