Frank asked coolly, “What, do you want a fight?”


    Greg gulped.


    He was perfectly self–aware. After that encounter at the restaurant, he knew that he was no match for


    Frank.


    Still, he snorted.


    “I won’t stoop to your level,” he said before turning and yelling, “Security! Security!!!”


    The security guards rushed into the room at his call, and they immediately recognized Frank. ” What is


    it, Mr. Marsh?”


    Greg pointed at Frank right then. “He was starting a fight. Aren’t you going to do something?”


    “What? Starting a fight?” Brendan Fenton, the head of security, studied Frank right then.


    He was very young and obviously not rich, and the head of security promptly barked, ‘ Apologize to Mr.


    Marsh right now!”


    Frank shot him a cool re in turn. “Who do you think you are, ordering me around?”


    “Shut up!” Brendan bellowed, surprised that the kid was that pompous!


    He raised his baton and swung it at Frank’s head-


    Smack!


    “Argh!”


    Frank had raised his palm, pping Brendan and sending him flying!


    “I


    Greg was smiling in turn–it was what he wanted. Frank had now caused a scene at the bank, and he


    would be behind bars soon enough!


    “Piece of shit! Just you wait–I’ll kill you!” Brendan growled as he scrambled to his feet and barked into


    his walkie–talkie, “Send everyone! This piece of shit just started a fight!”


    Soon, a group of security guards poured into the room, with Gina holding her hands at her hips and


    grinning smugly. “Kill him!”


    Brendan shot Frank a haughty re in turn. “Weren’t you being all pompous just a moment ago, brat?!”


    Helen promptly stepped in front of Frank and exined, “It’s just a misunderstanding. Please be


    reasonable!”


    Gina was fuming that Helen would still defend Frank and pulled her away, snapping, “Are you stupid?


    Why would you keep siding with him?”


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    Brendanpletely ignored Helen as well and told the other security guards, “Fuck him up!”


    That was when Kurt rushed to the scene, snapping, “Stop!”


    He was busy setting up Frank’s ount, only for the receptionist to run into his office saying that Frank


    had started a fight!


    He almost choked right then–he just got a fat deposit from the man! He would destroy the person who


    messed with Frank, whoever it was!


    “Mr. Costner…?”


    The security guards promptly stopped in fear, while everyone else was left stunned.


    Greg promptly went up to Kurt. “Hey, Mr. Costner…”


    “Greg Marsh? What are you doing here? What happened here?” Kurt snorted grumpily as soon as he


    saw the man–the geezer owned a near–bankruptpany and was constantly pestering him for loans!


    “He started a fight for no reason.” Greg promptly pointed at Frank.


    He certainly felt smug–dealing with Frank would be easy now, thanks to his connection to Kurt!


    However, Kurt frowned. “So, Mr. Lawrence hit you?”


    “Yeah… What?” Greg did a double take. “How’d you know him?”


    Without another word, Kurt kicked Greg, almost dislocating his waist!