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The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1261-Gene was assuredly above the rest, but one could expect nothing less of the richest man of the east coast.

The bigwigs who attended the charity auction were authorities in politics, business, or even the military. They were either rich or powerful, their authority extending over the country.

Frank also spotted representatives from illustrious families such as the Soranos, the Lionhearts, and the Jankos. They were all mingling cordially in the lobby, and the vibes were cheerful with endless laughter.

Still, Frank did not get involved and started looking for a place to sit and wait for Gene, when a security guard intercepted him. "Greetings, sir. Would you mind

showing your invitation?" "Invitation?" Frank did a double take, only to remember that he had left in a hurry since Vicky was urging him.

The invitation was left in his desk drawer because of that.

What should he do now? He would not make it back in time if he returned now.

After musing to himself for a while, he looked up at the security guard. "I have the invitation, but I left in a hurry and forgot to bring it. Would you mind letting me through?" However, the security guard's smile stiffened, and he frowned. "In that case, would you mind telling me which company or family you represent?

We can ask for you."

"I see. I'm from Lanecorp." Frank nodded, thinking for a moment that Gene's people were nice enough.

"Lanecorp?"

The security guard frowned again, and his expression cooled after he confirmed it through his headset. "I'm sorry, but we never invited Lanecorp. I'm afraid you have to leave the door's that way." Frank did a double take as the security guard was already chasing him off.

Moreover, the invitation was sent to Lanecorp. Why would they not be on the list?

Sighing, he said, "If Lanecorp's not on the list, what about Vicky Turnbull?"

"Sir, please be reasonable." The security guard glowered.

In his mind, Frank was obviously an interloper trying to sneak into the auction.

First naming some unknown company and then name-dropping the Turnbulls?

He was certainly bold.

He beckoned, and three other security guards strode up to them, ready to chase Frank away.

The commotion quickly drew much attention at the hall, with Hugh Turnbull himself coming uch dressed in a fancy suit and having a pretty lady in one arm.

"Heh—and here I wondered who was name-dropping my family to sneak in here. Color me surprised, Frank Lawrence."

He sneered, not holding back as soon as he saw Frank.

Frank simply snorted and ignored him.

"Mr. Lawrence? What brings you here?" another voice asked just then.

Frank turned and saw that it was Ned Janko, grinning in surprise when he saw Frank.

Seeing the bodyguards surrounding Frank, Ned scowled and snapped coolly, "Step aside. Mr. Lawrence here is my friend."

"I'm sorry, sir, but we have orders…

He claimed have an invitation and he was fromet first, and then the Turnbulls-"Content

The security guard then realized with a start-there was a Turnbullright"

there with them?

Turning toward Hugh-who was simply

Ching in amusement-he

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1262-Hugh certainly would not give up on a chance to add insult to injury, and he chuckled coolly. "Heh. Never heard anything about that—he's just Vicky Turnbull's sugar baby. Someone like him attending a charity auction of such prestige?"

"If I were you, Frank, I'd be hiding my face and running away instead of standing here and being stubborn. What an embarrassment to my family."

The crowd turned toward Frank at that, laughing in disdain when they noticed that Frank's suit was just barely worth a few grand.

"No way… Someone name-dropped the Turnublls?"

"Didn't you hear what Mr. Turnbull said? He's Vicky Turnbull's sugar baby."

"Tut, tut… No wonder."

Ned was quickly glowering darkly when he heard them and stood in front of Frank as he snapped, "Mr. Lawrence is my friend. Anyone who messes with him, messes with me!"

The laughter subsided a little, but the crowd was soon talking about something else.

"No way! Standing up for a sugar baby?! The rumors about Ned Janko must be true!"

"Shit, the Jankos even made a statement. Guess it's just bullshit."

"Disgusting…"

Ned flushed from frustration when he heard, but just as he was about to snap, Hugh strode up.

"Mr. Janko, I understand that you are different from the rest," he said, deliberately pausing for a moment while letting the others laugh. "But Frank is supposedly our live-in son-in-law. Could it be possible that you are both involved? As for you, Frank… I wonder what Vicky would do to you if I informed her and Uncle Glen."

It was clear that Hugh meant to drive a wedge between Frank and his family, so that they would chase him away or at least start an argument between him and Vicky.

That way, the Turnbulls would not blame him when he avenged Sif Lionheart.

He kept insisting that everything he did was for the sake of the family, while making it look like Frank was embarrassing them.

As such, he would have every reason to do whatever he wanted with Frank-by saying he had to deal with him for constantly embarrassing the Turnbull family.

Even Glen Turnbull could not blame him at that point, while he avenged Sif and earned the Lionhearts' favor.

Talk about killing three birds with one stone.

Naturally, Frank was not aware about such convoluted schemes, though he would not be bothered even if he were aware.

All he knew was that Hugh was an annoying insect buzzing aroyna his ears-he woyld notl mind letting it slide aleduple of times, but more than that meant death.

But considering that this was Gene's turf and it was a charity auctionito celebrate his refovery, Frank ultimately restrained his temper.

sneered as he suddenly had an idea.

'You really care a lot about the private lives of others, Mr. Turbull, though think you should be more worried about yourself. After all, you might already have caught what your lady has."

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1263-What?!"

Hugh turned in shock toward Amber, the woman at his side.

He found her at a nightclub, and she said she needed the job and had no choice. The reason was that her family circumstances were tragic-her father was a gambler, her mother walked out on them, and she had two brothers who were still in school Naturally, Hugh did not believe Amber, but he still did not mind keeping her around for his amusement over a few days with her pretty face. It naturally shocked him that Frank said she was sick, and he was at once unsettled.

Amber was panicking after what Frank said too, as everyone was now watching her and Hugh after what Frank said.

Still, her first response was to snap at Frank. "That's bullshit! You're the one who's sick!"

Frank simply chuckled coolly. "Hehe, I can tell right away if there's something wrong with you I'm the one who cured Gene Pearce, after all. You really don't have to question my abilities."

The hall was left in an uproar right then.

"What?! He cured Gene Pearce?!"

"Wait, he's the one who saved Gene Pearce? The one Gene Pearce himself spoke of?"

"No way, he's too young. And Gene said that man practices Draconia traditional Medicine."

The crowd remained skeptical, since Frank was just too young.

Hugh was in turn scowling as he shouted, "Don't believe him, everyone. He's just a sugar baby of my family and spewing nonsense. He doesn't know medicine at all! Even if he did and saved Gene Pearce, why wouldn't he have an invitation, and why were the security guards ready to chase him away?!"

Everyone nodded-if Frank did save Gene, why would he not have an invitation, and why were the security guards ready to chase him away?!

Was that not just bullshit?

"I left the invitation in my office because I came in a hurry," Frank said just then.

"Hah! Did you think anyone would believe such a childish lie?!"

vol.net Hugh laughed coolly as he kept yelling at Frank, "If you really did save Gene Pearce, I'll kowtow to you three-no, ten times! You'll do that if you didn't, how about that?

"Why not?" Frank smiled-Hugh wanted a slap in the face, and there was no reason for him to refuse.

Still, he d his lips wryly. "Still, a word of advice-consult a I soon and you just ne might be able to save yourself.

Otherwise, you'll become a eunuch."

Hugh cringed at Frank's words, but he snapped, "Shut up! You'll pay for your insolence if you keep talking."

Frank shrugged innocently. "Why don't you ask your girl and seep lou must already be feeling tired and a sinking pain in your groin." "Pfft…"

Ned chuckled audibly nearby, already able to tell from Hugh's reaction that Frank had hit him where it hurt.

Hugh wheeled on Amber right then with a furious glare.

Though feeling guilty, Amber refused to admit it and braced Hughs angry glare as she quickly said, "Why would liẽtolyou, Mr. Turnbull? That prick is just bullshiting to mess with you.

Don't fall for his ploy!"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1264-Though feeling guilty, Amber refused to admit it and braced Hugh's angry glare as she quickly said, "Why would I lie to you, Mr. Turnbull? That prick is just bullshiting to mess with you. Don't fall for his ploy!" Nonetheless, Hugh was wary even though Amber's take was reasonable, as Frank was right about his condition.

He quietly sneaked away, finding a man with a square jaw in the crowd and asking under his breath, "Dr. Jackson, could you take a look at me, and see if there's really something wrong?" The man with a square jaw, Dennis Jackson, was the chief of Zamri Hospital and one of Zamri's Three Bears.

However, he was only allowed to attend the charity auction because it happened to be held in Zamri. Even though Gene owned his hospital, he was the lowest in

pecking order among the guests present. However, he still had some degree of authority in Zamri, and seeing that a Turnbull heir was approaching him, he smiled as he took Hugh's pulse.

He then checked Hugh's tongue and other vitals, thinking to himself for a moment before saying softly, "You're fine, Mr. Turnbull-you're just a little weak in the kidneys. With a little supplementation, you'll be good as new."

Hugh was immediately relieved, and glared hostilely at Frank, who was having a chat with Ned.

How dare he mess with him with such lies! That only added to the list of grievances Hugh held against Frank, and he vowed to bury him!

On the other hand, Frank vaguely sensed someone watching him.

He turned to find Hugh glowering at him, as well as the middle-aged doctor who took his pulse.

He chuckled, shaking his head-Hugh would be lucky if the doctor was skilled and diagnosed him properly.

If the doctor was not, well…

Chuckling and shaking his head, Frank dismissed them from their thoughts.

However, he found Dennis somewhat familiar, seemingly having met him someplace else.

The doctor noticed Frank looking at him too and was frowning after a brief exchange with Hugh.

He suddenly turned toward Frank, glaring hostilely and leaving Frank a little puzzled.

Nonetheless, the other guests were still busy socializing, and Gene had yet to show up.

It seems that social mingling was an rule for polite society, and starting to get impatient from waiting.

He headed to the men's room, but just as è was about to leavenet eral security guardse standing at the doorway, stopping him.

Their leader was Birthright rank, and he was clenching his knuckles while glowering Viciously, "Kid, I don't

know who you are to Mr. Janko, but someone paid for your balls."

"My balls?" Frank remained calm despite being encircled, even asking in return incamusement, "Who did?

Hugh Turnbull?!"

"Hah! He wouldn't have to stoop that low. Now give me your nose!"

With that, the security guard swung his fist squarely at Frank's face.

Frank simply remained where he was, making no effort to block or dodge.

Seeing that, the security guard was convinced he was just tgo quiok for Frank and was grinning with savage confidence.

After all, his client paid to have Frank's balls and leave him with scars to remember

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1265-And nothing was more memorable than disfigurement.

Even as savagery filled the Birthright rank security guard's thoughts, Frank stayed where he was, remaining impressive as he stood, watching as the man's fist landed squarely on his face. He did not even bother to use pure vigor to shield himself.

Crunch!

Even as the security guard grinned gleefully as he heard bones break audibly, thinking that he had broken Frank's nose, his face soon fell.

He could feel the heartrending pain from his knuckles and looked down to see that it was his fingers that had broken, not Frank's nose!

"Argh!" A blood-curdling scream resounded in the men's room, and the security guard dropped on his rear, clutching his arm while sweating all over his brow.

Since he had put all his strength into his punch, the recoil shattered every bone from his fingers up to his arm, and it was left dangling limply like mush.

Naturally, not everyone could withstand the agony of an entire broken arm.

"W-What's going on here?"

The two other security guards were left trading glances.

They presumed that their leader would assert himself with that punch and even had a script ready to flatter him, only to watch as he fell to the floor, clutching his arm and screaming.

The security guard leader was at once frustrated seeing his men standing there stupidly and bellowed, "What are you waiting for?! Fuck him up!"

"Oh? Okay!"

The two security guards were taken aback but quickly charged at Frank.

Bang!

Crash!

It took two seconds, and there was a loud noise as water gushed from somewhere.

Naturally, the security guard leader was petrified as he realized that Frank could kill him with just a punch if 'Ke wanted to!

Just then, Frank dropped to a crouch beside him and asked quietty So,!

who sent your fit wasn't Hugh, it still had to be someone, right?"

The security guard almost wet.

himself when he felt Frank's aura but he braced againstittor the sake of strvival! "-it was Dennis Jackson. He paid us each five million to castrate you…" The content is on.

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The security guard leader was left stunned for a moment. He turned to find that one of his men was on his knees, his head shoved into the toilet bowl.

The other had his head smashed into a urinal. He lay limply on the floor, twitching, and his fate unknown. Frank remained where he was as if he never moved, and there was not even a drop of water on his clothes. "Shit!"

The security guard leader was petrified right then-those two men were vigorous wielders, and they should not have problems dealing with some average Joe!

And yet, they were dealt with in under two seconds, and so crisply!

It was simply unbelievable!

There was only one reason that could have happened this man was much stronger than they thought!

"Ascendant rank?!"

The security guard leader paled even as he clutched his limp arm, still on his knees.

It was no surprise why Frank did not bother to defend himself—it was not as if he was too slow.

It was simply unnecessary, as the security guard leader would not even break his skin!

"Yes… Yes…"

"Dennis Jackson?"

Frank frowned and rubbed his chin as he recalled. "As in that middle-aged doctor chatting with Hugh Turnbull earlier?"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1266-"Dennis Jackson?"

Frank frowned and rubbed his chin as he recalled. "As in that middle-aged doctor chatting with Hugh Turnbull earlier?"

The one who looked a little familiar before?

The security guard nodded and quickly added, "Yes. Square jaw, black pinstripe suit…"

That left Frank surprised, and he pressed, "Why would he want to attack me?

Did I upset him or something?"

The security guard spilled the beans immediately-anything to survive. "He snapped once Mr. Turnbull told him that you are Frank Lawrence. He said that you castrated his boy and sent us after you…" "Don't you work for Gene Pearce? Why would you follow his orders?" Frank asked in curiosity.

"Well, yeah… we are security guards working for Mr. Pearce, but Dennis Jackson works for him. So…"

After the security guard explained the connection between Dennis and Gene, Frank finally understood.

Bill Jackson was Dennis' son, and Frank had basically castrated him.

And having learned what he did, Dennis was now after him.

"I see…" Frank nodded and spared the security guard's life.

After all, they were merely following orders-Dennis was the one who was behind this.

With that, Frank briskly left the men's room.

To no surprise, Dennis was watching the door in the distance. As such, he was left stunned with disbelief to see Frank coming out alone and unscathed.

Beside Dennis, Hugh was frowning three security guards sent 20-thenk were handpicked by Dennis and were all martial artists.

So why did they not leave him a bloody pulp?

On the other hand, Frank was not taking it lying down.

Smiling faintly, he headed to where Hugh and Dennis were sitting, pulling out a chair for himself to sit beside Dennis.

Pretending not to know Dennis, he smiled at Hugh. "Brother, why don't you introduce me to this man?"

"Who do you think you're calling brother?" Hugh snorted while shooting Frank a glare of contempt, refusing to play along.

Dennis, however, was staring fixedly

at Frank. Nice to meet you, Mr.

Lawrence. I'm Dennis Jackson the chief of famii Hospital. I've heard a lot about you."

"Hehe… Likewise." Frank smiled and e clapped Dennis on the shoulder as he asked, " heard your'son had his balls.

smashed because he messed with someone he shouldn't have?"

Frank clearly felt Dennis flinch, and he was glowering obviously.

It was a clear provocation-Frank was even rubbing salt into his woundh "What's that supposed to mean, Mr.

Lawrence? Do you mean to harass me?!"

Dennis growled as his eyes flashed viciously, ready to kill Frank right then.

Frank was unmoved, even smiling. "But I'd like to ask you-do you know why that happened to your son?"

"Why?" Dennis growled, repressing his rage just then.

"Because he asked for it!" Frank sighed, shaking his head.

"You prick!" Dennis slammed his hands on the table, ready to spring to his feet and tear Frank a new one.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1267-However, Frank kept his hand on Dennis' shoulder, holding him in his seat.

Dennis could actually feel his bones ready to crack from the pressure.

"Argh!!!" he growled, his fury akin to an erupting mountain. His face flushed so hard that he could bleed from his pores, while Frank restrained him.

"Calm down." Frank smiled as he clapped him on the shoulder. "You can get upset after I tell you what your son did."

Dennis could not even speak just then and glared fixedly at Frank to see what else Frank had to say.

"Your son… Well, he's quite something." Frank clicked his tongue and told Dennis everything Bill did at Riverton University.

First, he put the moves on Winter Lawrence and slandered Frank in front of the graduates while lying that he invited all the bigwigs attending the convocation.

Then, getting upset after Dan Zimmer slapped him while everyone watched, he stormed off and returned with a large group of goons. He was intent on inflicting violence on Frank and Winter, even drugging Winter.

After Frank calmly told Dennis every atrocity his son committed, he added, "You can ask Dan Zimmer yourself to confirm it. I wouldn't stoop to lying to you."

Dennis' temper actually eased slightly, as Frank told him a completely different story from what his son said.

According to Bill, he and Winter were in love, but Frank refused to accept him and made a scene to embarrass Bill in front of everyone.

As Bill got upset and was going to give Frank a piece of his mind, Frank manipulated Dan into cutting ties with Bill. He then called in thugs to beat up Bill, effectively castrating him.

That was why Dennis held a bitter grudge against Frank-even if he was not particularly influential, he had to do something after his son was humiliated.

However, he was also too busy running errands for Gene lately to make time for his personal vendetta against Frank.

Now that he had run into Frank by chance, he naturally seized the opportunity, bribing some of the net security guards to give Franka beating.

Svon Still, Frank's completely different account of what happened left Dennis hesitating.

There was no doubting that Frank was a nobody, and Hugh even claimed that Frank was endlessly insolent and not worth trusting. And yet, Dennis could tell that there was something fishy about his son's account of what happened.

However, Dennis was left in a dilemma, Hugh was shaking his head and sneering, having heard everything.

"Hmph. I get it now, Frank. Leaving aside what Dr. Jackson's son did, it's the truth that you crippled Dennis' son, no?"

"It is." Frank nodded.

"And were you hurt at all?"

"Nope," Frank admitted.

"Well, that settles it!" Hugh chuckled coolly, turning toward the hesitant Dennis. "The truth of Frank's words natwithstanding, he did cripple your son and left him bedridden-that's a fact And it's a fact too that Frank is alive and kicking. I'm sure you know what you should be doing now?"

Dennis glowered at Hugh's goading.

That was true-regardless of his son's mistake, or if Frank was, telling the truth, it was reality that his son was a cripple.

And when the culprit was strutting in his face, did it matter who, was ih the right?

With that in mind, Dennis snorted coldly and glared hatefully at Frank.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1268-Dennis snapped, "I did not ask if you or my son is at fault, Frank! I'm Bill's father, and I won't just play nice to the man who crippled him-even if I can't beat you now, someone else will!" "I will tell Gene Pearce about this!" He snorted coldly.

"We've been friends for years, so if you want to live, break your own balls and come to my house to apologize to my son… or else!" "Exactly. Once Mr. Pearce takes action, you will suddenly realize who's right." Hugh sneered beside Dennis.

It was obvious that Hugh was using Dennis' connection to Gene to get rid of Frank, as he was convinced Frank was a dead man if Gene made his move.

After all, the man had both the money and connections, while Hugh did not have to do a thing to kill Frank and avenge Sif Lionheart.

Nothing was more ideal since the Turnbulls could not turn against Gene.

However, Frank remained undaunted. In fact, he was puzzled. "Dennis, may I just ask if you're actually close with Gene Pearce?"

Dennis stiffened at Frank's question, feeling caught just then.

Still, he was not about to show weakness in front of his enemy and sneered. Of course I am. I've worked under him for years and served him loyally. A request for him to crush an insect like you is no request at all, so you'd better-"

"Alright, alright." Frank waved him off, pursing his lips wryly. "After all that, you're just saying you're his lapdog, and now, you have to wag your tail just to get him to do anything to me."

Even as Frank sighed, Dennis realized that Frank was right, but nonetheless, he snapped, "Shut up! Mr. Pearce respects me. He doesn't treat me like a slave!"

"That's not the point." Frank chuckled shaking his head. "You have one chance, Dennis. Listen to me and let it go-don't ask Gene to come after me, or you'll have bitten off more than what you can chew."

With that, he left nonchalantly, while his contemptible words left Dennis slamming his knuckle on the table violently.

"What a prick!" he growled. "He crippled my stand and still struts"

aroundith hot going to let this slide!"

"Exactly. You shouldn't." Hugh nodded and assured Dennis, "You

have nothing to worry about. Just ask Mr. Rearce for help-when the time comes, I will liaise with my family: No one, be it Glen or Vicky, would hold a grudge or seek reprisals."

Feeling Hugh's sincerity, Dennis nodded gratefully. "In that case,?

have nothing more to worry about.

Thank you, Mr. Turnbull!" "Hehe…"

Hugh's grin broadened.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1269-Soon, Gene himself appeared on the second floor landing.

His cheeks were flushed. He had a fine complexion, and he did not need help walking, not to mention that his back was sharply upright.

"Everyone, welcome to my charity auction. You may consider it a gesture of gratitude to all who showed concern while I was taken ill."

"Hehe." He chuckled as he headed downstairs. "So many have come to visit me, bringing all kinds of presents, which is why it occurred to me that we should just put together a charity auction.

"On one hand, we'd all be contributing to philanthropy, which is a good deed. On the other hand, I can hold an event where everyone can gather-who knows, new

partnerships might be forged, and there's money to be made."

The hall applauded as Gene finished-the man could certainly give a speech.

Moreover, he gave the perfect excuse for everyone giving him gifts, making a killing while using the auction to announce his grand return.

Not only would he lose nothing, but he would also be improving his reputationthe richest man of the east coast certainly earned his title for his cunning.

Still, looking around the lobby, Gene sighed. "I was going to introduce my guardian angel to everyone, but it seems that he couldn't make it because he's busy. What a pity."

"Guardian angel?"

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Gene's guardian angel? Was he referring to the man who saved his life?

And he did not come?

Still, Gene nodded. "Alright, anyway, I'm grateful that everyone could make it Let's get down to business-present your gifts for the auction! Naturally, I would buy it myself should it suit me."

As the hall broke into applause again, Hugh was sneering.

Frank had just said that he saved Gene's life-why was he not saying anything?

He looked around, and chuckled coldly when he found Frank sitting in a corner, resting his eyes.

"Heh. I guess he was lying after all!" Dennis laughed coolly and got to his feet, ready to ask Gene to kill Frank.

However, Hugh stood up and caught Dennis' arm too, whispering, "Calm down, Dr. Jackson. Now's not a good time."

"Not a good time?" Dennis did a double take and stared at Hugh in confusion.

Hugh sneered darkly as he pointed at the object in Frank's lap.

Dennis looked closely and saw it too-Frank must be taking part in the auction as well.

"Mr. Turnbull, you're mean…" Dennis did a double take, but sgon flashed a thumbswim inipressed as he realized what Hugh was planning.

"Hehe. Just look at the thing on his lap-he's taking part in the auctan too, so all we, have to do is Wait Once he.

dões, we will expose his lies in front of the guests and M Pearce!"

Hugh smiled savagely, as he seemed to imagine the panic showing OBn Pearce about how he crippled your son."

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1270-Hugh chuckled. "Since so many are watching, it's impossible for Mr. Pearce to stay his hand-not when he's suffering such blatant slander while one from his subordinate's family has been assaulted! When that happens…"

Dennis was clapping and laughing even before Hugh finished. "Frank is a dead man, and my son will be avenged!"

"Exactly!" Hugh nodded smugly-Frank would never weasel his way out of this one.

No matter how strong he was, did he stand a chance against the richest man of the east coast?

Gene had all the money and connections he needed. He just had to hire a couple of guys, and Frank would be dead as a doornail.

Even as Hugh and Dennis hatched their plan, they were leering at Frank sinisterly.

Frank sensed it too, but he could not care less since he was preoccupied his jade fox sculpture was broken.

It was likely that there was contact when he fought the security guards earlier in the men's room, and the sculpture was slowly cracking.

If the jade marrow was extracted prematurely, the effect would diminish greatly-if it did not vaporize right away.

Having no choice, he took out the jade marrow, holding it on his palm, and mixed it with the herbs he brought, refining them into pills using his pure vigor.

That was why he was hiding there, his eyes closed.

And since he did not bring his invitation and Gene did not see him, Gene presumed he never came.

Meanwhile, the hall was at once lively as one item was auctioned after another.

The rich and the powerful were all making bids competitively, with the Jankos, Soranos, and Lionhearts all getting absorbed.

On the other hand, Frank remained in his corner for half an hour and sighed in relief.

Fortunately and despite refining the pill with his bare hand under the dire circumstances without equipment-he refined five Jade Marrow Pills with an emerald hue.

It was an incredible pill. In a tome from Mystic Sky Sect, it only had one line describing its property: extends lifespan by twenty years.

Even if Frank had refined it in a hurry and it was hardly perfect, its effect would still extend a person's lifespan by a decade.

Naturally, extending one's lifespan sounded mystical, but the one who ate it would feel it, with their white hairs turning black, and their teeth regrowing, while their wrinkles smoothed out.

Frank then placed the pills into a small box, ready to auetion one, while saving tierest for Helen, Vicky, and the others.

After all, living for another decade would certainly appeal to anyonen which was why Frank believed it would definitely work as an auction item.

When he was done preparing, Frank did not wait the last iteng was am antiqueyporeèlain tableware set sold for 200 million.

Everyone in the lobby was looking forward to the next auction item, as the excitement in the hall reached a climax.

Frank stood up, but before he could announce his item, Hugh saw that and beat him to it.

It was exactly what he was waiting for, carrying the vase he brought as he strode up on stage. "Everyone, I'm auctioning this pure jade vase-a relic of an ancient civilization."