Ch. 1151..1160

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1151-Meanwhile, at Lionheart Residence in Morhen, Titus was pacing around, holding a book and reciting the text.

It was the punishment his father had sentenced him to-he had to commit to memory fifty tomes of ancient scriptures before leaving his room.

And Titus accepted the punishment without complaint.

"Terrible news, Mr. Lionheart!"

Just then, Luigi, one of the family's stewards ran into his study, crying out panickedly.

However, Titus only waited until he finished the verse he had been reciting before finally turning toward Luigi. "What is it?"

In contrast to Luigi's flustered reaction, Titus remained impassive, his thoughts inscrutable.

"Sir, we've just received word from the Soranos," Luigi cried mournfully. "Lady Sif has been killed in Jundo Showtown!"

"Killed?" Titus's eyes flashed coolly as he looked at Luigi. "Tell me everything."

"So, the Turnbulls conspired with Frank Lawrence and the South Sea Crow to abduct Lady Sif before, and she wanted revenge. She contacted Blackrank…"

Even as Luigi gave a summary of what had happened, he only spoke from the Lionhearts' standpoint, flattering Sif's actions thoroughly while disparaging Frank and the Turnbulls endlessly. Titus, however, was not so foolish that he would be confused by such simple verbal deception.

In fact, he could tell immediately that Luigi and Sif were close, and that Luigi was trying to incite him into exacting revenge for Sif's death.

"I have two questions," Titus said calmly, holding up two fingers. "Firstly, who allowed her to make such a cheap move during Denise Laine's coming-of-age ceremony? And secondly, Sif has tarnished our family's reputation on multiple occasions. Should her actions have been exposed, the rest of Morhen would be wary of us, with even the mayor distancing himself from us." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Snorting, Titus kept his cool eyes leveled at the sweaty Luigi as he continued quietly, "So, you've come to tell me all of that, hoping that I'd stoop to Sif's stupidity and go on an unnecessary vendetta against the Tumbulls?"

Luigi was taken aback by Titus' murderous glare, as if he was stabbed in the back.

However, Titus' first reaction to his sister being killed was to accuse her of stupidity instead of vowing to avenge her?

Was his family dead to him? How cold was that?

Luigi kept trying nonetheless. "Mr.

Lionheart, Şit was trying to ease your burden with her retaliation. The family was humiliated with the Turnbulls' annulling your Whavel.

engagement, and then there was also the South Sea CrowTitus snickered and cut him off. "So you're saying that I'm no different from Sif?"

"No, sir. I'd never insult you so." Luigi promptly dropped to one knee.

"Then listen closely," Titus said quietly. "Do you know why my father returned? And while he criticized my conspiracy, why did he not actually punish me or even forfeit me as a potential successor to the family?"

Though it was a weird question, Luigi gingery made an attempt at flattery.

"Because. you've|proved your cünhing, and Master Lionheart can't bear to hurt you?"

"Nope," Titus replied, chuckling coolly and completely denying Luigis m sycophaney. "That's because I see further than Sif ever could."

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1152-Titus' gaze was dark as he spoke coolly, "The worst thing to do in disputes between dynasties is to seek petty revenge. It ignores the big picture, causing more friction and obstructing any attempts at alliances. Snorting, Titus continued, "But I'm not the same. What I'm doing is to set my chess pieces in my place and wait to make my move. As for Sif, even if she succeeded, all she'd manage is to exile the Turnbulls from Morhen. And is that really a cause for worry for them?"

Luigi the steward was actually confused. "But they're one of the Four Families of Morhen now. If they're exiled, wouldn't they lose the title?"

"Wrong."

Titus smirked. "The strength of the Four Families of Morhen is more than what you see. Let's take the Lawrences for instance their Morhen residence is dilapidated and neglected, but you'd be naive if you claim that they are not one of the four."

Looking up, Titus' gaze appeared distant. "Each of the Four Families embodies horrific strength, which not everyone can see. If anything, my father punished me not because I was wrong, but because I failed! The deed doesn't matter-the outcome is everything."

"I'd taken everything about the Turnbulls into account." Titus sighed. "But I failed to predict the variable that is Frank Lawrence. That is why I failed-do you understand now?"

Even as Luigi came to realize the difference between Sif and Titus, he murmured, "B-But if you'd succeeded…" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"If I'd succeeded, the Turnbulls would be leaderless, while us Lionhearts would form their core leadership after Glen Turnbull's death. We would have total control over them!"

Then, leveling an impassive look at Luigi, Titus asked, "Do you understand now? What Sif did was incurably stupid. She should have died sooner if only to serve the family's interest.

Pausing, Titus then instructed Luigi, "Go. Issue a formal statement of apology directed to the mayor. Pin any blame entirely on Sif, and deliver her corpse to the mayoral residence in exchange for Walter Turnbull's release."

"What…"

Luigi knew that it was the right move but could not do it out of sentiment. "That's the body of a Lionheart…"

"Go," Titus said bluntly, waving him off and returning his attention to his tome.

"Yes, Mr. Lionheart," Luigi said, giving in with a bow and leaving somberly.

Soon after, a puff of black smoke popped inside the room, and a black-clad man appeared behind Titus. "Sir, Damon Lionheart is dead."

"What?!" Titus, who had remained placid throughout his conversation with Luigi, wheeled an the man, disbelier showing in his widened eyes. Someone in Morhen was able to kill him?"

The black-clad man seemed undaunted despite the outrage in Titus eyes and calmly responded, "Wellooked into it. It turns out that the Lord of the Southern Woods has returned."

"The Lord of the Southern Woods…"

Titus scowled at the name, muttering to himself, "What the hell is he m playing it? He swore not to return!

Döesh't he understand the price of going back on his word… Hold on."

Suddenly, Titus' expression turned grim as a terrible thought occurred to him.

"Maybe he did so deliberately, even though he knew what would happen?"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1153-The black-clad man then asked, "What should we do, Mr. Lionheart?"

"Stay calm," Titus replied. "Just find out what he came back for, and tell my father about this-warn him to be careful." "Understood." The black-clad man nodded and disappeared with a puff of black smoke.

"The Lord of the Southern Woods…"

Titus then murmured to himself, "Don't tell me he's dying soon? But it isn't the time for that yet…"

Meanwhile, at Turnbull Estate, Vicky regained consciousness around noon, and Frank was checking on her facial injuries.

It went without saying that his medicinal paste was highly effective, as the cuts on Vicky's face were already scabbing. At that rate, she would make a full recovery in this. "Frank, do you think I'd have to live with this?" Vicky asked as she kept looking at herself in the mirror.

Though she sounded relaxed, Frank could see the hint of worry in her eyes.

"Maybe."

Vicky flinched right then and turned to find his sly grin.

"Hmph!" She snorted, throwing a punch at him as she realized he was toying with her.

"Come on, relax. Do you still doubt my abilities in medicine?" Frank chuckled.

"Not only would there be no scars, but your skin would actually improve."

"Hmm… It's not like I don't trust you," Vicky murmured solemnly, touching the gash on her face. "What if I really end up scarred and deformed? Would you still love me?" "Don't be silly. Would you still love me if I ended up with a face full of scars too?" Frank shook his head, smiling as he understood Vicky's concerns.

Even if she maintained her cheerful self, was there a woman who did not care about her looks?

"Yes," Vicky answered without hesitation.

"Well that's just it." Frank shrugged "Don't worry-I promise you won't have any scars left on your face? S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Even if you do, you'd still be gorgeous in my eyes!" Content "Urgh, easy for you to say." Vicky pouted, but Frank could hear from her tone that she was calming down.

Soon, however, she winked at him and asked him a potentially lethal question, "By the way, who's more beautiful-me or Helen?"

"Oh, uh…" Frank scratched his head awkwardly.

How should he even respond to this?

It would sound insincere if he said Vicky, and Helen was going to get upset if she found out.

On the other hand, he could not tell Vicky in the face that Helen was more beautiful either.

It was certainly a question that left Frank stumped. But truth be told both Helen and Vicky hack ciferent things going for them, and they were both marvelous beauties with no clear winner between them. S

On the other hand, Vicky was giggling as she saw that Frank was stumped.

She always liked to see Frank being left speechless, just as he hag been at the farmyasart! For Some reason, billying him always gave her a sense of accomplishment. Content

"Frank Lawrence! Who allowed you in Ms. Turnbull's room?! Get out m someone bellowed durside, and the servants screamed as the door was kicked wide open.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1154-Naturally, it was none other than Jet, followed by many Turnbull elders and executives.

"What do you think you're doing, Jet?!" Vicky snapped furiously, while quickly picking up a veil to cover her face.

This was her room-who would ever stay calm if they had their door kicked open?!

It was fortunate she was wearing clothes. What if she and Frank were up to some hanky panky instead?!

Despite her fury, an old man nearly the age of Vicky's grandfather strode up, barking, "We're here because of that prick!"

The man was Tamon Turnbull, brother to Vicky's grandfather and whose branch family was assigned to Jarden.

And despite his age, he was full of vigor-and spite for Frank.

Both of Tamon's sons strode up too, pointing at Frank and snapping, "How dare you kill Sif Lionheart?! Get down on your knees right now, and come with us to apologize to the Lionhearts!" "Exactly! Prepare yourself!"

As the other Turnbull elders and executives started yelling at Frank too, Vicky leapt in front of Frank, shielding her as she snapped, "Frank had to do it to save me! Do none of you see the vile nature of the Lionhearts?! They're ready to take us all down!"

"Stand back, Vicky! This is none of your business!" Tamon bellowed and gave Jet a look.

Jet nodded, and he and the Turnbull blackguards strode up, ready to subdue Vicky.

However, Vicky leapt backward, dodging while glowering. "Where's Uncle Glen?! Did he put you up to this?!"

"Your Uncle Glen?!" Tamon snorted in disdain "Glen has no right to be the head of the family! We've lost ten percent of our revenue over the past month because of him! Ten percent! Do you know how much that is?!"

Vicky glowered right then. "So you're saying this is a coup?!"

"So what if it is?!" Quentin Turnbull, Tamon's eldest son, snorted. "Everything was going well when we were friends with the Lionhearts. Do you know how much we lost after you annulled your engagement?!"

"Exactly!" Wes Turnbull, Tamon's other son, smirked. "The way I see it, we should tie you up and deliver you and Frank to the Lionhearts just so that they'd see our sincerity and reforge our alliance!"

"Bleurgh!" Vicky spat at them before wheeling at Jet and growling, "So Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

these are your new patrons? You're going to support these branch families with their rebellion instead of protecting the main family?"

Jet shrugged. "Just following orders."

"Hah! Well said!" Vicky laughed, and she glared at the other Jurabullm blackguards. don't know what Tamon is paying you, but

remember-this changes things net

Many of the blackguards were certainly swayed by Vicky's warning.

It was certainly a dilemma as the Turnbulls were on both sides. Who were they supposed to side with?

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1155-Seeing that some of the Turnbull blackguards were becoming hesitant, Tamon quickly moved to seize the moral high ground instead.

"Quit being stubborn, Vicky!" he bellowed. "Our family will fall if we don't surrender Frank Lawrence! I don't mind letting Glen keep his leadership, but I won't forgive Frank! We can't afford to bear the crime of killing a direct heir of the Lionhearts! What are we going to do if Simon Lionheart storms our homes with his martial elites?! We'd all be dead, all because of that scumbag!"

"No, we aren't that weak," Vickly calmly retorted. "You're human, Granduncle.

Quit being an ingrate-you look worse than animals."

especially when she called him less than an animal. You re beyond saving!

Don't you see what's important here?! Are you sentencing all of us to death over some manwhore?!" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Exactly," Quentin reasoned as well. "There are plenty of fish in the sea, and you'll find someone better given your disposition. I think Titus Lionheart is really great in that respect."

"Why don't you apologize and resume your engagement?" Wes added.

"Everyone will be happy when that happens."

However, mentioning Titus only left Vicky smirking.

"I guess none of you remember, so let me refresh your memory!" she snapped, turning and pointing at Frank. "Do none of you remember who's the one who saved every last one of you during the annual dinner? Do you think you'd still be standing here to order me around if not for Frank?!"

Then, snorting and shaking her head, she chuckled coolly. "No, I guess you've forgotten everything. Three years-for three years, South Sea Crow kept murdering our own, while Lionhearts claimed that they failed to stop her. You all know the truth about that now, and we would've been wiped out if not for Frank!

"And now that Frank had to kill Sif to save me, forget not helping-you scumbag turned against Frank instead, ready to scapegoat your savior to curry our enemy's favor! Do you know no shame?! I could feed a stray with scraps, and it'd show more gratitude than you lot!"

Vicky s insults.

"Well, we have no choice since you're not cooperating," he said quietly. "Die all you want it would makeds even aften the LOnhearts lost their heiress.

Go, Jet. Subdue Frank and Vicky.

Make them cooperate even if they refuse to."

"What?!" Vicky almost thought she misheard, but Tamon flearly did not care if Vicky lived for the sake of his coffers!

"Yes, sir," Jet replied, ever loyal 191 tron The gone one 00.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1156-Having received Tamon's orders, Jet gestured for the blackguards to advance, intent on subduing Frank and Vicky.

"Stand back!"

Vicky snarled viciously as they got closer and whipped out a black handgun from under her bed, bringing it to bear at Jet. "I'll shoot if you take another step!"

She then wheeled on Tamon. "Starting with you, geezer!"

"Are you challenging me?!" Tamon bellowed furiously.

"Put down your gun!" Quentin snapped as well. "Don't make a bigger mistake than you already did!"

On the other hand, Wes was laughing as he strode toward Vicky. "Hah! Kill me if you can. I really doubt you'll shoot!"

Bang!

Everyone was left staring in shock as Vicky shot Wes squarely in the chest.

The man did not even realize he was shot until he looked down and found a hole on his chest. He was bleeding straight from the heart.

He collapsed to the floor right then, shock still showing on his face as he died.

"Are you crazy, Vicky?!"

Tamon and Quentin were left gaping-Vicky had really shot Wes!

Jet was stunned too. Not only would Vicky shoot, but she killed one of her family's elders too!

"Come on! Who's next?!" Vicky's hand was shaking even as she held her gun, but her voice was determined. "I would never have done this, but you forced my hand!"

"You bitch Tamon almost lost his е mind at the sight of his son's corpse, reality barely sinking in. "Y-You killed your elder for some…illed You have no place in this family!"

"Oh, what a coincidence!"

Vicky kept her gun trained at him while pulling Frank by the arm toward herself.

"I have no intention to stay in a family full of bitches such as yourself. Why don't you just roll over and wait until the Lionhearts come to massacre you?"

"She's crazy!"

"She's insulting us!"

"We are your family, Vicky! How could you do this?!"

Vicky, however, could not care less about their shock and outrage. She kept pulling at Frank, ready to leave. "Go, Frank! Go!"

Tamon's eyes flashed right then.

Turning toward Jet, he bellowed, "Go! Take down that traitor!"

His order left Jet pursuing his lips-Vicky had a gun, ang shechadh already shown that she would not hold back!

Worst of all, Tamon would rather send him to die than do something about Vicky himself!

Still, in spite of his misgivings, Jet led the blackguards and charged at, website on Googly to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"We raised you, Vicky! Not only are you ungrateful, but you'd turnagainst.

us and even kill one of your elders!

There's no place for you now!"

"Give up already, Vicky!"

"How many bullets are there in your gun?! Do you have enough for all of us?!"

"Why don't you see for yourself?!" Vicky snapped back ruthlessly and pulled the trigger again.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1157-Fortunately, Jet was prepared-projecting his pure vigor over himself as much as he could, he managed to stop Vicky's bullet. However, it still struck him in the chest, shattering a rib and leaving him collapsing miserably.

Tamon finally saw that Vicky was not budging and decided to change tactics.

Turning away from Vicky, he wheeled on Frank and bellowed, "Frank Lawrence!

You murdered Sif Lionheart, heiress to the main Lionheart family! Are we Turnbulls supposed to bear that cross for you?!" "Enough already." Frank finally moved, though only to put a hand on Vicky's gun and shake his head at her.

If things continued like this, there would really be no turning back.

He understood Vicky's intentions too, but he would still rather she did not go on a killing spree.

"I didn't murder Sif Lionheart… But I can and am willing to take the blame," he told the Turnbull elders and executives, holding up a hand and stopping Vicky before she could interrupt.

"Since I'm taking the blame," he then chuckled, "I will leave Turnbull Estate, while you can tell everyone about what I supposedly did. The Lionhearts will cafterif they want revenge, while you keep your hands clean." Tamon, however, was clearly skeptical. "Hah! You just want to run away! What if the Lionhearts cto our doorstep after you are gone?" "So you're saying that you insist on takingto the Lionhearts to earn their favor?" Frank raised a brow, his expression suddenly hostile.

"Hahaha!" Quentin laughed coldly. "Why don't you take a look around you?

Where do you think you are? You'd better watch your next words carefully!" The other Turnbull elders and executives were shouting too.

"Vicky will be punished according to family rules for killing her elder!" "As for you, stay down while we take you to the Lionhearts to be judged!" "Do not resist, or it'd just hurt even more!" Frank suddenly laughed despite their taunts, and quietly held up his phone.

He was actually in a call—and with Glen Turnbull at that.

Even as Tamon's eyes widened, Frank chuckled in amusement.

"What's wrong, cat got your tongue?

Oh, and what was that you said in about Glen Turnbull? That he doesn't deserve to be the head of the family?"

Smiling, he then spoke into the phone, "Did you hear that part, Mr.

Turnbull?" Beep.

"Eh?" The call was suddenly.

disconnected, leaving Fank takeh' aback.

Tamon was surprised for a moment.

too, but he soon laughed in realization. "I see now… It seems that brat sees what's important too! H would never dare turn againstanyway… Your plan to drive a wedge between us failed, you brat!"

Evenias tamon laughed gleefully, a sonorous voice thundered from the doorway. "No, I heard every word very clearly!" Bang! The door to Vicky's room was once again kicked open, and a large group of Turnbull bodyguards and Turnbull blackguards charged in, encircling Tamon and his cronies. S "Ah…"

Tamon caved as soon as he found himself staring at Glen's icy glare. "I was just joking, Glen. Just trying to give the kid a scare…" Il "And why would you scare the man whom our family is indebted to?" Glen pressed right then.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1159-Noticing Walter's gratitude, Frank smiled but shook his head-it was nothing.

Still, he felt a pang of guilt toward Silverbell.

She would definitely have been made to pay for harboring Walter.

On the other hand, the Turnbull elders and executives were quickly expressing their disapproval at Walter for thanking Frank.

"Walter, it's all thanks to Titus Lionheart that you've returned safely! He killed his own sister in the nof justice and exposed the truth. You would otherwise still be in custody!" "Exactly! Why would you thank Frank? If Titus didn't clear this misunderstanding, you wouldn't have made it back to us." "He must have gotten a good word from the mayor." "Tut, tut. It seems that Titus is serious about Vicky

and our family. I mean, killing his own sister in the nof justice!" "Probably because Walter is Vicky's father, don't you think?" "Oh, such loyal devotion!

What a shame, Vicky…" "Heh. Unlike a certain someone who's nothing more than sdoctor without practice." "Cnow, he got that recording, didn't he, and was bragging about how Walter would be fine?" "Heh. Talk about a lucky shot."

"Would Walter really have been safe if not for Titus?" Both Glen and Walter were frowning, since they could hear every word their own family members were saying.

Likewise, they knew that Frank's involvement was the reason Walter was safe, and it certainly had nothing to do with Tltus. The Lionhearts simply had enough influence with the Morhen mayor to frthe story the way they intended.

And seeing that most of his extended family were gathered, Glen glowered as he barked, "There are two matters I will announce now that everyone is here.

The first is a change in family policy-the rights of every enterprise and estate owned by the family outside of Morhen shall be relinquished back to the main family.

"Of course, the main family will buy any shares with a price above market value, while the internal policies of every enterprise and estate remain the same. The change is that the main family keeps the ownership, as it's obvious now that our family is at a disadvantage should we start a war against the Lionhearts. "In fact, I predict chaos would soon before Draconia, which is why aside from any foreign branches, everyone in the family must stand together!" The Turnbulls nodded in agreement. They could understand Glen's policy, and every preceding head of the family had that sright too, as indoctrinated by their predecessors.

And with the main family buying their shares above the market price, they were really losing nothing.

"As for the second matter…" Glen then turned to Frank with a smile. "Frank Lawrence is now formally a member of our family, as Vicky's fiance." "What?!"

The second matter, however, left them stunned,

A Turnbull executive even strode up and exclaimed in disbelief, "Havez you gotten senile, Glen?! Titus Lionheart is willing to kil his own?

sister for Vioky'& sake! What you're doing is really…" "Exactly! Frank may be an exceptional healer, but what else does he have going for him?!"

"You should reconsider this!" Amid the protests, it was the usually cowardly Walter who strode up and took the stage.

While only a minority of Turnbulls disagreed with the first matter Glen announced, most were accepting.

Looking around at everyone, he shouted, "Everyone, listen to me!" As the crowd turned silent, Walter took a deep breath before snepping Coldly, "This is the truth-Frank was the one, who saved me, not Titus! He was the one who did everything in his power to protect me, including threatening the chief of the Martial Allance!"

"What?!" All the Turnbulls turned toward Frank right then.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1158-"Please, Glen…" Tamon reasoned. "He murdered Sif Lionheart, an heiress of the Lionhearts! They will cafter us! You need to see the big picture here!" "The big picture…" Glen paused, but he soon chuckled in disdain and passed Tamon an opened letter. "Why don't you read this letter that the Martial Alliance just delivered?" "Please be informed that the mayor of Morhen sends his apologies for misblaming the Turnbull family…" As Tamon kept reading, his face stiffened, and he dropped limply to the floor when he saw the Morhen mayor's personal signature at the bottom, dumbstruck.

Quentin quickly asked, "Dad, who's that letter from? What does it say?" "I-It's from the mayor…" Tamon gulped. "He found out everything, and the Lionhearts admitted the truth, while putting the blentirely on Sif… They're saying that Titus killed her to make amends, even delivering her body to the mayoral residence…"

"Hmph. Stubborn fools." Glen snorted as he took back the letter. "The Lionhearts are perfectly willing to take the blame, but you lot are busy worrying about surrendering to them. Talk about embarrassing!" Then, turning toward the family bodyguards and blackguards, he said coolly, "A branch family has been found guilty of leading a coup to overthrow the main family. Do I have to tell you what the family rules dictate in this situation?" Despite his age, Tamon dropped to his knees in front of Glen right then, crying, "Please, Glen! I-I didn't mean it!

We'd never stage a coup. I'm begging you-" "Go. Get them out of here," Glen snapped, denying them even the tto beg for mercy.

The blackguards and bodyguards quickly dragged Tamon and his cronies away, and their cries faded into the distance as well. Glen glanced at Vicky, grimacing when he saw her facial scars.

Then, turning to Frank with a nod, he said, "The Turnbull family owes you again, Frank." With that, he left.

In the evening, Frank, Glen and the rest of the Turnbulls were waiting at the gates.

Eventually a convoy of black Rolls-Royces pulled up outside, and an unscathed Walter Turnbull alighted on his own without assistance, even thanking the other person inside the car before he left. Said person simply waved at him before ordering the chauffeur to drive away, and the convoy left as soon as they arrived.

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The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1160-Walter then continued, "When the Martial Alliance took me, Mr. Lawrence was the one who stepped up. He threatened their chief Lady Silverbell, saying that he would fight them on the spot if she refused to protect me!" "And Lady Silverbell agreed to it, even though it meant braving the wrath of Morhen's mayor. Hell, as she keptin custody, she toldso much about Mr. Lawrence, and I've cto realize that we're the ones who don't deserve him." Turning and leveling Frank a troubled look, Walter wiped a tear as he asked with a choking voice, "I'm sorry, but can I count on you to take care of Vicky from now on? Is that too much to ask for?" "Of course not." Frank smiled, nodding repeatedly.

"Oh, thank you…" Walter sighed. "Whatever happens now, Frank… You will have a hwherever I may be." "Yeah," Frank nodded, feeling warmth in his heart "What?! Frank Lawrence has that kind of relationship with Lady Silverbell?!"

"Shit, he's actually that important?!" "That's amazing…" There were no longer doubts or discontent, as every Turnbull was now looking at Frank in shock, even worshipfully. On the other hand, Frank was spacing out.

"Donn, let's go home." The young girl stood by the stream, watching in pain at the youth seated in a meditative pose under the waterfall.

He was made to sit there, even having a boulder placed on top of his head as punishment.

"No, I'm not going home," he said defiantly.

"Just apologize to your father. We can go home…" "Go home…" ne The girl's voice echoed repeatedly in Frank's mind, as he seemed to forget everything else and returned to that moment, where it was sunset at the waterfall. Content belongs to ŚwOnce he cto his senses, Frank felt a stinging sensation in his eyes and wiped them as he smiled at Walter. "Thank you, Mr. Turnbull. I understand."

"Mr. Turnbull?" Walter suddenly scowled tically.

Frank chuckled. "Thanks… Dad." "Yes!" Walter nodded, laughing.

After what happened, Frank had completely changed, thg opinions of Susan arid everyone else in the Turnbull family.

Frank turned toward Susan as well and greeted her quietly, "Man" m "Yeah." susan smiled too; her gaze clearly showing appreciation for her son-in-law.

Glen spread his arms at the servants right then. "Alright! We have two reasons to celebrate wither tonight, and myxephew in-law is the main event!" "Yes, Mr. Turnbull!" The servants left and went to work, and it.

was certainly a night of dazzling celebrations at Turnbull House.

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