Chapter 390

Zeb turned to see that the center of the door suddenly had a huge dent on it!

The door was solid wood! How powerful was the man to have kicked it into that shape?! There was another bang, and the door collapsed heavily on the floor as Frank entered!

Helen was rejoicing as soon as she saw him. “Frank, help…”

“You’re ruining my plans again!” Zeb growled through his teeth.

He already had enough of Frank. It was time he finished this!

Frank snapped in turn, “I was going to spare you, Zeb Larkin, but you had to keep digging a bigger hole for yourself. Enough is enough.”

He could tolerate Zeb joining the Zondas to mock him in public, but he would not abide with him going after Helen.

“Fuck off!” Zeb whipped out a pocket knife and stabbed it at Frank, having never seen him fight or care that he could.

“Frank!!!” Helen screamed on top of his lungs as Zeb’s knife almost reached Frank!

Clang.

“What the…?”

Suddenly, Zeb’s knife broke.

He stared at it–it was not some cheap knife, so how could it break even before he stabbed Frank with it?

He certainly had no idea that Frank had already released a burst of his pure vigor to break the knife.

Then, he raised his hand, leaving such a violent shockwave that Zeb could not even open his eyes.

All he could feel was the agony on his face, just before he felt himself flying!

Crash!

He saw stars as he hit the wall, but he soon scrambled to his feet.

He now knew how horrible Frank could be just for one slap!

“Fuck you! Just you wait!” he snapped at Frank defiantly, not stopping for his clothes as he fled.

Frank was about to go for the kill, but Helen shouted at him, “Frank! Please!”

He turned toward her. Seeing that she was not moving, he quickly asked, “What happened to you?”

“Zeb drugged me…‘

Frank did a double take and quickly picked up her wrist to examine her.

“Don’t worry, it’s just a paralytic agent. One needle and you’d be fine.” Helen nodded repeatedly, while Frank inserted a needle under her navel. Helen immediately felt the sting, just as all her senses in her limbs returned.

She quickly threw her arms around Frank, her tears gushing uncontrollably, “I was so scared, Frank…”

Frank stiffened, his arms dangling awkwardly before patting her gently on the shoulder. “It’s alright.

Everything is fine now…”

Helen then leveled a loving look at him, but before she could speak, Gina charged into the room with Peter in tow.

Seeing that Helen’s clothes were a mess and Frank standing with her, she immediately bellowed, “Frank Lawrence! What did you do to my daughter?!”

Frank frowned. “Nothing.”

“Shut up!” Peter bellowed at him. “Then who did that to my sister’s clothes? Do you see anyone else here?!”