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As Frank quickly got into the car, Hans quickly followed without hesitation.
Helen was left watching in utter disappointment as they drove off into the distance.
Chaz stepped outside just then, staring at her tearful face as he said, "I never knew that your exhusband was that type of person."
“Sorry," Helen apologized. "I'm such a complete idiot."
Chaz smiled. "It's not your fault—and I'm helping you, not him. Why don't we go relax over some drinks?"
Helen shook her head. "No, I still have things to do—I have to go now. It's my treat some other day."
Chaz did not press her, since it was not the time. -
Meanwhile, Burt hurried to the villa district in Riverton Gulf as evening arrived.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe saw Quinn Ocean as soon as he stepped inside the drawing room and dropped on one knee.
"Milady."
"Get up. What happened to your face?" Quinn asked as she stared downward at his face, surprised to
see him hurt.
"I was beaten," Burt admitted.
"Beaten? By whom?"
"I don't know."
"What? You don't know?" Quinn was confused but did not have time for that. "Forget it, then. Where's
Frank Lawrence? Why didn't you bring him here?"
Burt sighed. "That's what I'm trying to say. His allies beat me up."
"What? Who are they? How dare they assault an officer?!" Quinn gaped in disbelief.
Burt was an officer in Riverton, and though he was not strong, his rank carried authority.
Nevertheless, they beat him up anyway... Did they have a death wish?
"I don't know, but they were armed with guns," Burt said quietly. "I really don't think we can afford to
mess with him, and most importantly."
He was going to tell Quinn about Frank's identity as the senior apprentice of Mystic Sky Sect but
paused in hesitation at that.
If he said it, he would have no way of reconciling with Frank.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRight now, he would prefer to sit on the fence and help whoever won.
"Most importantly, what?" Quinn asked.
"Most importantly, they were all addressing him respectfully as 'Mr. Lawrence' and all that. He must be a really big deal."
"Hmph," Quinn snorted. "I've already done a background check on him—what influence would he have, aside from being friends with some business folks?"
Quinn then turned to glare coolly at Burt, asking sharply, "Don't tell me that you released him because the Turnbulls bribed you?"
Burt was sweating buckets right then. "Of course not! I'm loyal to Sage Lake Sect—I'd never betray the sect!"
Quinn chuckled coolly. "I believe you. Well, it's just Frank Lawrence—with all the elites in the sect, killing him couldn't be easier. Just find out where he is right now."
Right after she finished, however, a voice boomed from outside the door. "You don't have to look. I'm right here."
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