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The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1271-"What? A pure jade vase from ancient times?!"

"The Turnbulls really are rich!"

"That has to be worth billions…"

As the guests went abuzz, Hugh announced, "With this gift, on behalf of the Norsedam Turnbulls, I wish Mr. Pearce good health and prosperity."

"How kind of you! Thank you very much." Gene smiled and nodded.

He was close with the Turnbulls, and they were tight as business partners.

Although the main family did not come, a branch family was here and brought such a precious present, so it counted.

And it was a grace to be remembered.

"That pure jade vase dates back to an ancient civilization? That's why the Turnbulls are the top philanthropists of the country, willingly donating such a treasure." "They really are generous!"

Hugh was smiling smugly as he basked in the praise, feeling immeasurably smug.

It did hurt spending so much money on the vase, but being praised and making a good impression on Gene made up for it.

Moreover, getting into Gene's good graces and getting a chance to work with him was definitely worth the millions of dollars in investment.

Convinced that he would soon get a return for his investment, he could not wipe the smirk off his face.

However, he suddenly felt upset when he glanced at Frank and found no reaction from him at all, let alone jealousy.

Still, he calmed down soon enough-he would have Frank resting in pieces eventually!

"Alright, let's start the bidding now!"

"50 million!"

"60 million!"

"100 million!"

Hugh's grin broadened as many among the guests began to make their bids.

However, just as someone made the 100 million dollar bid, a cold voice shouted from the distance, "Wait!"

"What?"

The voice drew every attention, and everyone turned to see the man in the corner, slowly making his way through the crowd and up to the stage.

Naturally, it was Frank.

Before he could speak, however, Hugh do youwered and snapped, "What < you are doing?! Are you trying to cause a disturbance in Mr. Pearce's charity auction?!"

"Frank!"

Gene's eyes lit up, but Frank shot him a look to stop him from speaking.

Now was not the time for nostalgia, as Frank noticed an issue with the pure jade vase.

And being as shrewd as Gene, he could tell from Frank's gesture that he had something important to say.

He could wait until Frank was done to announce their connection anyway.

At the same time, Frank walked onstage, studying the pyre jade vase that sat on the table covered in velvet cloth.

It was counterfeit, just as he thought!

A week ago, he did not look at it closely and did not notige the mi miniscule sighis of alterations at the vase pedestal.

A week later, after he stabilized his cultivation, his sight was naturally much better than a week ago.

That was why he could spot it immediately now.

"This vase is a counterfeit," he announced flatly in front of all the guests after a brief silence.

"What?!"

Hugh flew into a rage right then.

His heart was thumping as he sensed danger, but he gertainly Could nat expose himself when so many people were watching,deast of to

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1272-Hugh pointed at Frank as he snapped, "Who do you think you are, Frank?!

Every item presented here would've been appraised by a specialist. There is no way my vase is a fake! Or perhaps you think you're better than the appraiser Mr.

Pearce invited?!"

"Hmph."

An elderly white haired man snorted audibly from the front row.

He was the appraiser Gene invited and a famous magister on the east coast.

Since he appraised every auction item before it was brought on stage while he stated an estimated value, Frank's loud protest was undoubtedly a slap to his face.

"Son, I'm Tet Boran of Ysalin, and everyone addresses me as a magister. I have seen that pure jade vase with my own eyes-there's no faking it! If you're trying to cause trouble, you've picked the wrong opponent!"

"What?! That's Magister Boran?!"

"That's Gene Pearce for you. He invited a magister!"

The man in white's words left everyone in shock-the man knew his antiques and modern articles, and was himself an elite martial artist well-versed in mysticism.

It was said that a businessman who had suffered endless losses made some changes to his ancestral graves at Tet's suggestion, and hit it rich by the next year.

No one could say what principles were at work, but the rich tended to get superstitious. That was how Tet secured a strong reputation and earned the good graces of many.

In fact, it was under Tet's advice that Gene had bought plenty of property all the way in Zamri and brought him to Frank by chance.

It counted as another feather on Tet's cap, which was why Gene held him in such high esteem.

Naturally, it was an awkward situation for Gene when Frank suddenly questioned Tet's ability in appraisal.

On one side was a magister he could not afford to insult, while the other man was his guardian angel.

If he spoke up just then and messed up, it would leave a bad impression either way.

Fortunately for him, Frank kept things short and pointed at a small crack at the vase pedestal, asking quietly, "Since you call yourself an appraiser, why don't you look closely at this crack?"

"Hmph!"

Tet chuckled coldly. "I've seen it. It's absolutely common for a vase as old as this one to have cracks."

"True." Frank nodded but soon added, "But if you look at it with a magnifying glass, you will notice a little inconsistency within that half millimeter crack. It's clearly a counterfeit, forged with grafting!"

"What?!"

Tet sprang to his feet at Frank's words, staring at Frank in disbelief.

Frank's tone was confident and showed no hints of indecision.

In fact, Tet was narrowing his eyes as he noticed that Frank was different just then.

As a martial artist himself, he could not sense Frank's pure yiger, buth there was just something fundamentally different about the kid.

He appeared as if he had transcended beyond earthliness. It was as if Tet was looking at one of the best of Draconia, feeling the f.n

same unstoppable presence they seemed to carry witk their

O boundless vigor.

All Frank did was stand there, but anyone closing theiy eyes. to reel him could sense the danger he embodied

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1273-Could the young man have created new heights with his martial arts and already risen among the best of Draconia?!

Tet was shocked by his own hunch, especially by the half-millimeter crack Frank mentioned.

No average Joe could have peered into it and would struggle even with a magnifying glass!

"Grafting, huh…" Tet murmured as he beckoned at his apprentice to bring a high magnification magnifying glass.

On the stage, Hugh started to panic a little as he saw Tet about to appraise his vase again.

Frank might be his enemy and Sif Lionheart's murderer, but Hugh still had to admit that Frank was skilled when it came to appraisal.

He already proved himself back at Jade Dragon, noticing flaws that even collectors could not see.

"Bastard…"

At that moment, Hugh realized that Frank must have kept quiet when he bought the vase and waited until he presented it to point out the flaw, just to humiliate him! There was no doubt about it-the man's cunning was sinister!

However, his blame was misplaced.

First of all, when Frank touched his master's essence at Jade Dragon, he was busy repressing the omen of his ascension to scrutinize every item.

As for the pure jade vase's defect, he only noticed it by chance after he ascended.

He certainly could have chosen to be silent-if even an appraiser of Tet's standard could not notice that flaw, none would be the wiser if Frank did not mention it.

It was therefore Hugh's mistake for upsetting Frank and continuously insulting him.

For that, Frank decided to show him, by embarrassing him in front of everyone.

"Don't listen to him, magister," Hugh told Tet right then. "He has a grudge against me, and he's always known for seeking attention. He's stepping forward now just to steal the spotlight-"

"Silence!" Tet snapped at him right then.

Naturally, Hugh kept his mouth shut right then.

Tet was a important of Draconia would insult, while Hugh was just branch of the Turnbuet All he could do was glare spitefully at Frank, while he added another item on the list of grudges he bore against Frank. Meanwhile, after Tet and his apprentices studied the pure jade vase closely, Tet sighed exasperatedly and nodded at Frank. "This young gentleman is right, and I missed it… the pure jade vase is counterfeit."

The hall was left in an uproar right then.

Leaving aside the fact that the pure

jade vase is counterfeit, a man of Tet's standing was deferring to some unkpony xouth and admitting that he Was wrong?!

Naturally, only insiders like Tet could see the existence of thg defect Frank mentionedbandit was so miniscule.

thất it was negligible.

It was simply unimaginable!

It was also precisely why Tet was further astonished-he saw wheren Frank wis earlier, a far corner in the hall, away from the crowd.

And from that position, Frank could see what Tet needed a magnifying glass to see.

That sight was not just outrageous, but it also proved beyond any doubt that Frank was a martial elite.

Tet himself was trained, but he had just reached Transcendent rank himself.

To Frank, he did not even amount to an insect!

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1274-That was why Tet had been exceedingly humble.

For someone like Frank to be so accomplished at his age, Tet scarcely dared to imagine the influence that backed him.

Bowing his head to Frank, he said earnestly, "Apologies for trying to pull rank earlier, Mr. Lawrence. Please forgive my indiscretion." He had his dignity too, which was why he did not kneel and beg.

For Frank's part, he was no bully-he nodded as Tet apologized, accepting the apology.

Around them, the guests' jaws dropped as they looked on. Many of them could still remember Hugh claiming that Frank was just Vicky's sugar baby! "Is that

man really just smanwhore? How could he be so knowledgeable?" "Yeah…

Could Hugh Turnbull have been lying?" "Hah! The magister himself confirmed that the pure jade vase is fake. Isn't that a slap to Mr. Pearce's face?" "The way I see it, Hugh is just sfrivolous character who yaps a lot to make himself look important." "He's just a member of the Turnbulls' branch family." "Branch family?

The balls he had to strut…" The guests' vocal disapproval left Hugh's face ashen, and he could blow up right then.

He was going to steal Frank's thunder in the nof the Turnbulls, only for Frank to humiliate him instead! Just then, a mild-mannered middle-aged man with goldframed glasses quickly asked, "Ahem… Since the vase is proven to be a counterfeit, Mr. Pearce, the bids made earlier don't count, right?" He was the one who made the hundred million dollar bid, but at his question, the other bidders also started asking questions. "That's right! We made our bids too, but we thought it was genuine. This makes it forfeit, right?" "Huh…" Gene made an awkward face and turned toward the silent Hugh before laughing, "Of course it doesn't. Let's start over." He then turned toward Tet, intending nly for to give for him to give a starting bid, but only for Tet to shake his head and turn toward Frank instead, clearly to push the task to Frank. Frank did not excuse himself.

Glancing at the glaring Hugh on stage, he smiled. "Bid starts at one dollar." The hall was left in an uproar—even if it was counterfeit, it was definitely worth more than one dollar! Swere even holding back their laughter, as it was definitely to see an article being sold forious dollar at Gene's charity auction. "You mean to insult me, don't you?!" Hugh snapped, finally having had enough. "The vase is worth a million even if it's a fake! There's no way it's worth just one dollar!" "Oh, but it is." Frank chuckled and pointed at the guests. "Everyone gathered here is either rich or important, and word would soon spread that they bought a counterfeit item at Gene Pearce's charity auction. It begs the question-would anyone really Willing spend millions on a vase everyone knows to be a counterfeit?" Hugh was left stumped by Frank's question, though the ensuing laughter from the guests basically answered his question.

Frank was right-everyone here was either rich or important, so why Om would any of them Wilkingly buy a fake? Forget one million-none of them would even buy it for a hundred bucks!

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1275-The people who had the social standing to be invited by Gene certainly would not care about money. The way they saw it was that the vase was proven to be a fake, and everyone in the hall knew it.

In that case, this was no longer a question about money, but a question of whether they could afford the embarrassment.

If word got out that one of them bought that fake vase, they would be made a laughing stock. Forget selling it off to someone else -no one would buy it unless they had brain damage.

That, or they would get off on being mocked and a willing clown. Otherwise, no one else would willingly buy that fake vase.

Even Frank was shaking his head in disappointment. "You could use it as a cup to drink from, but its value…" The vase was now a poisoned chalice no one would touch, as anyone who would willingly do it was basically a sucker.

And since every guest present had a reputation to maintain, they would certainly not buy the fake vase willingly.

Hugh himself understood Frank right then and tried to argue, only to realize in dismay that Frank was right.

Seeing that everyone else was leering at him in contempt, Hugh could not manage a word.

Grabbing the fake vase, he left the stage, ashen-faced.

"Pfft…" "Ahaha…" "It's killing me… A present valued at one dollar…" "Don't laugh.

Would you even buy it for a dollar?" "No way. I don't want to be mocked." "The one who buys it would be a clown! Hell, it's not a question of money." "Just look at Hugh Turnbull's face…" "It's like he ate dung!" "The Turnbulls actually sent such a treat. What an embarrassment!" The chorus of laughter left Hugh's head throbbing.

He really thought he could beat Frank to the spotlight while bullying him a little, only for Frank to catch him off guard and make him a clown.

And he had spent 500 million dollars to buy a fake vase on top of that, earning him everyone's disdain as well as embarrassing his family.

His father would definitely blhim when he got home-talk about losing more than what he bargained for! Hugh certainly would like to leave right then. However, considering that Frank was still taking part in the auction, he braved the embarrassment, just to see Frank humiliated! He called him out for bringing a counterfeit, did he? Dennis would show him! Even as Hugh sneered savagely, he watched as Frank went on stage as he expected after the crowd was done laughing.

"I've cbearing Mr. Pearce two presents," Frank said as he slowly spread the canvas he brought.

It was the painting of a gigantic sandworm by Salvador White who lived over g hundred years ago. Frank himself appraised it before coming over too-it was genuine.

"Not bad!" Tet nodded in approval after Frank displayed the painting. "It is indeed the work of Salvadon White, and I recommend bids to start at 200 million dollars." S "Woah… 200 million dollars?!" It was another hundred million dollar item, this tpresented by the mysterious young man.

Moreover, he had pointed out that Hugh's present was a counterfeit and now confidently presehted his own, s@ it definitely would not be a mistake, especially with Tet appraising it so closely this time.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1276-Frank then turned to Gene. "I present this painting to Mr. Pearce on behalf of Vicky Turnbull and the main Turnbull family. Vicky especially sends her thanks for helping her immediate family establish a foothold in Riverton." Gene appeared surprised but soon smiled and shook his head. "Oh, that little lady.

Why didn't she cby herself?" "She has taken ill and couldn't make it, so she askedto help." "Well, I'm most grateful for her present." Gene and Frank's exchange left the guests puzzled-why did it feel like both men were close in private? Dennis was watching from a distance.

He frowned as he remembered what Frank told him before-that he should not set Gene against him, or he would bite off more than he could chew.

Turning pensive just then, Dennis mused, "Could it be…?" Hugh noticed that and could tell what he was thinking, and so quickly said, "Don't worry about it, Dr. Jackson. Frank Lawrence had brought two presents that looked valuable, but it just means the Turnbulls are really invested in this auction. Moreover, if they really were acquainted before, they would be chatting as soon as they met, instead of speaking so formally like they are now." Dennis nodded he had to admit that Hugh had a point.

Still, he had a vague sense of unease that he could not quite describe.

"400 million!" "I bid 500 million!" As the guests all competed, the painting was ultimately sold at 500 million dollars.

Then, to everyone's surprise, Gene made another bid too. "Hehe… since it's young Vicky who bought it, should at least make a bid. 800 million!" Content belongs to ŚwThe hall was left silent at that-this was Gene's event, and the subtext in his bid was basically: I want that painting.

Everyone present was no fool-as soon they heard Gene was making such a huge bid, they immediately gave up on the idea of competing.

All they could do was to sigh at Gene's deep pockets, bidding 800 million dollars without batting an eye.

At the stime, Frank quickly et handed the portrait to Gene's new valet, as he knew that Gene was being nice to him by making that 800 million dollar bid. S "Now, for my second present," he said, taking out a modest red wooden chest from his pocket. "This one is my personal gift to Mr. Pearce a Jade Marrow Pill that I've refined personally. It will extend a person's lifespan by ten years, if I really had to say." There were smurmurs earlier, but Frank's announcement left the hall dead silent.

"Hahaha…" Someone started laughing, and soon, everyone else did the same.

"Is he crazy?" "Yeah… Maybe he has sdelusional disorder?" "Extending one's lifespan by ten, years@ whonl would believe that?!" Frank did not argue despite the vocal disapproval around him and instead kept holding on to his wooden chest as he watched the guests calmly.

To no surprise, Hugh strode out from the crowd, shouting, "YOu're crazy,, Frank Lawrence!" * Privacy

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1277-ugh twirled a finger around his temple, sneering. "Are you ssort of demigod?The Jade Marrow Pill, you say? You could just call it the god pill if you like!""Hahaha!" Many of the guests present laughed at the moniker.The god pill? It sounded like something a street con man would call their merchandise, claiming their pills granted superstrength, immortality, and immunity to poison.In reality, it was just vitamin pills.Obviously, no one believed what Frank was saying about his Jade Marrow Pill, as they were all experienced-trying to trick them was just asking to be humiliated."Shit, and here I thought we peaked with Hugh Turnbull's fake vase." "Yeah...And now we have a snake oil salesman. This charity auction is killing me." "Con.Maybe the pill actually works?" "Hahaha... You almost gotright there!" While all the guests doubted and scoffed, Frank waited for a long while before saying quietly, "I'm not lying-I refined this pill with a jade marrow. As for the effect, only the buyer who uses it would know. And since no one believes me, I'll just sell it at the price of the fake vase before: one dollar." Despite Frank calmly stating the starting bid price, the guests beceven more reluctant.Like with the fake vase before, anyone who bought Frank's pill would end up a sucker and be laughed at."Con, Frank!" Hugh shouted just then. "Don't set the price yourself-let an expert, like Magister Boran right over there, do it!" "Exactly. The magister would be able to offer something persuasive." "If it is a god pill, then you mean to insult us!""Exactly! I remember your nnow!" "If you're proven to have wasted my time, I will show you!" Dennis and Hugh traded grateful glances just then.To think that Frank would sell such a ridiculous pill.el.ne It was fine if it was the real deal. But if it was a fake, sof the less calm bigwigs present would definitely want to have a word with Frank. Content belongs to ŚwSwn And he even announced so confidently that it would extend one's lifespan by ten years... it was a lie no matter how one looked at it! There was definitely no such pill in existence! It was certainly convenient-they did not have to do a thing, while Frank dug a pit and jumped into it himself! Still, just as everyone appeared to be dismissive of Frank, Tet actually walked on stage, carefully taking the small wooden chest from Frank.He opened the chest, carefully sniffed it, and began to hyperventilate as he turned toward Frank, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Seeing Tet trembling, Hugh was convinced that Frank'&Dill hadleft him ill.

"Frank!" Hugh exclaimed, feeling that the twas right just then, quickly m hurrying on, the stage while snapping aFfank, "What did you make the magister smell?!" Privacy

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1278-"That's right!" Dennis was snapping at Frank too.

"Hmph…" Frank did not argue, as he was keen to find out what those two were up to.

"Mr. Pearce!" Hugh strode past Frank toward Gene as everyone watched, pointing at Frank as he shouted, "My family took in Frank, but he's a gigolo and a liar!" "Really?" Gene quietly glanced at Frank, and nodded at Hugh for him to continue.

Seeing Gene's impassive reaction, both Dennis and Hugh were delighted.

"This man is so full of himself," Hugh quickly continued. "He got Sif Lionheart killed and drove a wedge between my family and the Lionhearts! And he knows

no shame, claiming to have saved your life, Mr. Pearce! It's a blatant insult to your name, not to mention he cwithout an invitation and basically barged in here!" "He didn't have an invitation?" Gene turned toward Frank in surprise.

Frank shrugged noncallable. "I forgot to bring it." "You forgot?" Gene was taken aback but also quickly realized why he was not notified of Frank's arrival-he would have immediately received Frank otherwise.

"Hah! You're still lying through your teeth right in front of Mr. Pearce?!" Hugh laughed coolly.

"Mr. Pearce!" Dennis suddenly dropped to his knees in front of Gene, sobbing in front of the guests as he pointed at Frank and cried, "He hurt my son saying he flirted with his sister when they were in love with each other! He crippled my son… you have to help me! Punish him for his misdeeds!" "That's right!" Hugh shouted, pointing at Tet, who remained frozen. "He's also pulling a con at your charity auction, selling sbullshit god pill. He clearly doesn't respect you, and only wants to cause trouble and drive a wedge between you and the Turnbull family!"

The crowd was in an uproar once more, barely able to digest the info dump that Hugh and Dennis just threw their way.

But in a nutshell, both men had endless accusations against Frank, and they were begging Gene to take action against Frank.

Naturally, Gene was left perplexed just like them.

Before he could say a word, however, Tet cto his senses.

He was completely oblivious to Hugh and Dennis' accusations against Frank, as all he felt was his bodyn changing after just sniffing the Jade Marrow Pill. He zoned out as he stared at the pill, his expression alternating between disbelief and delight and shock.

His fingers trembling, he carefully closed the wooden chest ando m carefully returhed it to Frank.

"Everyone…" he began, hesitating for a long while as if it took him great effort to speak.

Eventually, he gritted his teeth and bellowed, "The pill… is real!" The bombshell left the guests in the hall stunned land it was none other than Hugh who first exclaimed, "What?!"

He was dead sure that Frank was a liar, only for Tet to announce that Frank's 'god pill' was real?!

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1279-Even if the guests refused to believe Frank, a man from nowhere, Tet had a reputation to protect and had no reason to lie.

Even if he conspired with Frank and defended him, once the pill was sold and proved ineffective, his reputation as a magister would go up in smoke-it was simply not worth it.

As such, the only explanation for that was that he was speaking the truth.

But even as everyone was left gaping and speechless, Gene took the stage with perfect timing.

He walked up to Frank, clapping him on the shoulder as everyone looked on in shock, speaking quietly, "By the way, I forgot to mention something-this man,

Frank Lawrence, is a healer who practices Draconian traditional medicine. He also saved me from the brink, curing me from my sickly self and allowing me to strut once more!"

"What?!"

Both Hugh and Dennis were dumbstruck, with Dennis still on his knees.

Their faces turned pale even as they stared at Frank and Gene, while Gene continued, "As such, I swear by my honor as I vouch for Mr. Lawrence's pill!

Anyone else could be lying if they claimed their pill extends your lifespan by ten years, but if Mr. Lawrence says it, I believe him beyond the shadow of a doubt!"

"Yes! The pill is real-there's no mistaking it!"

Tet agreed excitedly. "I once read about the recipe in an old text on Draconian traditional medicine-the hue is emerald as the pill in that chest, and it is also called the Jade Marrow Pill. I thought it was a fantasy, but now it turns out to be real. It is real!"

With both Tet and Gene vouching for the Jade Marrow Pill, the guests were suddenly less skeptical than shocked.

If the pill was real, its value would be…

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Lawrence… To think that you'd give me such a precious pill for a present! Gene said, before turning to glare at Hugh. "I will never believe that you are what Hugh Turnbull says you are!"

"Heh, a bunch of thugs trying to slander a true gentleman," Tet added, "oblivious to the fact that he could crush you with his boot."

Tet was utterly impressed with Frank as well-a man this younge was able to produce such a pill? He was definitely something special! Who would believe him if he said that he did not have connections?

"What… How could this be?!"

Hugh felt as if the world was spinning around him as he dropped to the floor with a thud.

He finally realized why Frank was not even bothered to respond to his endless provocations, because he was really nothing to Frank.

Avenging Sif was nothing more than a fantasy!

On the other hand, Dennis was trembling in terren

He knew how hopeless Gene had felt back when he was ill-he was one of uhable to diagnose Gene, let alone cure him. And now, when the man who cured Gene stood before him, he actually demanded Gene to exact vengeance on his behalf despite his irrelevance.

Dennis could certainly tell what awaited him now.

Gene beckoned impassively, and over a dozen security guards quickly surrounded Hugh and Denniso Break Hugh TwinbuN'sTegs, and throw what's left of him to his family. Tell his father everything-about how he slandered my friend and gave me a counterfeit for a present!

"Guards!"

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The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1280-The security guards all nodded in response. "Yes, sir!"

Hugh's face fell right then, and he promptly turned toward Gene to beg, "Please, Mr. Pearce! I'm sorry… Please forgive me! I'll apologize, alright?! I didn't mean to bring a fake vase! I never mean to insult you, and I shouldn't have bad-mouthed you… Please, for the sake of the Turnbull family…"

His undignified please only left Gene frowning, and he sneered at Hugh as everyone watched. "The Turnbulls? Really? You still have the cheek to mention them?! You've already humiliated them more than enough times! This is just a minor punishment-even Glen Turnbull himself can't argue against that if he was here!"

Then, looking up at the security guards, he barked coldly, "Do it!"

There was an audible crunch from the stage as Hugh's bones were broken, leaving the crowd cringing.

At that moment, they came to understand the savagery that lay beneath Gene's usually mild-mannered appearance.

In the end, Gene did not get where he was today with calm negotiations-he would use force when necessary, something which Dennis knew all too well.

"Mr. Pearce, please! Hugh goaded me into this. It was him, not me! Please forgive me!"

Dennis was absolutely horrified and was kowtowing endlessly to Frank and Gene.

Frank sighed, watching Dennis as he begged. "Don't you think it's too late for regrets? I told you that your son had done things that were beyond forgivenessnot killing him was already mercy on my part. But you refused to let it rest and completely ignored my advice… Well, there's no other choice now."

Dennis was left dumbfounded by Frank's words, realizing immediately that it was over for him.

"Take him away," Gene said shortly, waving his hand.

Understanding Gene's intention, the security guards nodded and dragged Dennis away like they would an animal.

Though deflated, Dennis' face contorted with spite as he watched Hugh being dragged away too.

"It's all because you talked me into this! I'll haunt you even if I die, Hugh Turnbull!"

Dennis' curse left Hugh flinching, and suddenly, even his legs did not hurt that much in comparison.

And having dealt with the two annoying insects, Gene was once et again mild-mannered and smiling as he stood on the second-floor landing.

But now, the guests knew for sure that Gene could be more brutal than he appeared to be, and most them were suddenly a lot more tame. . Swre velikos

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Though Gene was smiling as he looked around the hall anyone could hear the threat in his tone.