Chapter 392

Frank’s tone was icy. “Death”

Hans nodded in understanding “Understood sir. I’m on my way.

Meanwhile, Zeb managed to make it home.

Cram could tell from the way he was panicking and the fiery–red palm print on his face that Frank had him beaten up.

“You kidnapped Helen?” he quickly asked.

“Yeah! And I was so close!” Zeb wheezed as be slammed a fist on the table in frustration. “But that bastard Frank Laurence had to meddle again!”

“Really.” Cram pointed at him in disappointment. “The worst thing you can do with this is get impatient!

Now Helen is completely on his side!“.

“So what?! We could just kill him!” Zeb sported in disdain.

Cram did a double take. “Kill Frank? And how are you going to do that?”

Zeb grinned. “Bahl Dad, don’t forget that Viola Salazar and I are tight. I also know that she’s fought against Frank before, and nothing’s better than borrowing her strength on this.”

“Will she belp? Cram asked, skeptical Zeb snorted and picked up the phone from his father’s desk to call Viola.

Viola soon answered, grumbling, “Where have you been? It’s been a while since you visited.”

Zeb sighed as if in pain. “Actually, it’s not like I don’t want to visit… I’ve just had trouble.”

“What’s wrong?” Viola asked in concern Zeb sighed again. “This bastard named Frank Lawrence beat me up just because he didn’t like the way I look! I mean, we’re talking about a man’s face here! You have to help me, Viola!”

“What?” Viola exclaimed in shock. “Are you crazy?! Why would you upset Frank Lawrence?! I’m telling you–apologize to him right away, and don’t ever mention me, or you won’t even know what killed you?”

And with that, she hung up.

After all, the last time Frank attacked him, he left her in a state worse than death — the agony was still clearly enched in her memory!

That was why she was not going to provoke Frank in any way. not until her brother returned.

Zeb was left dumbfounded in Viola was terrified just because he mentioned Frank Lawrence? What on earth happened to ber?

“So? What did Ms. Salazar say?” Cram quickly asked.

Zeb was still gaping, “She told me not to upset Frank…”

“I knew it.” Cram sighed. “Trevor Zurich boycotted us because Frank told him to do it in the first place–

he’s not that easy to deal with.”

Zeb gulped, finally feeling fear. “What should we do, Dad?”

Cram narrowed his eyes. “What else can we do? We’ll take whatever they throw at us and take Frank down even if it’s the last thing we do!”

With that, they promptly gathered the best men they could find and spent a fortune hiring one particular bodyguard.

As night arrived, Frank and Hans arrived at the Larkins‘ doorstep.

Noticing unfamiliar faces, the bodyguards at the gates stopped them. “Halt! This is Larkin family property! What’s your purpose here? You’re not entering unless you’re invited!”

Crack.

Hans moved within a split second, eliminating him.