Zeb was left seeing stars from Tidus‘ p.


    He was certainly fuming, but he had to hold his tongue as he nced at Wes, who stood right beside


    Tidus.


    Dee was actually furious too. “What?! You tricked me! Sir, he lied to me!”


    “Shut it.” Tidus shot Dee a re, and he promptly kept quiet.


    Zeb then stammered, “It’s all my fault… It’s just a misunderstanding, so let’s just forget about it.


    “Forget about it?” Tidus asked icily. “After you ndered my friend? Apologize!”


    “What?” Zeb was stunned. “Me, apologize?!”


    He was the heir of a rich family and owned apany! It made no sense for him to apologize to some


    gigolo!


    “Do you have something to say about that?” Tidus barked.


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    At the same time, Wes started to walk toward Zeb.


    Zeb was left gritting his teeth–it was certainly going to be either an apology or a painful beating!


    “N–Nothing,” he said, bracing himself as he walked up to Frank and muttered unhappily, “S- Sorry.”


    Frank chuckled coolly. “What was that?”


    “Don’t push it, Frank!” Zeb red at him.


    “Really? And is that how you apologize?” Frank shrugged. “Louder.


    Zeb hissed, “Sorry.”


    “Sorry, who?” Frank asked on purpose.


    Motherfucker!


    Zeb to bear with it, though he could choke. “I’m sorry, Frank. I’ve used you wrongly- please don’t


    take it to heart.”


    Frank nodded in satisfaction. “Now, that’s better.”


    Zeb sighed in relief before turning toward Tidus with a smile. “Sir, I can go now, yes?”


    “Yeah. Mess with my friend again, and you’re dead,” Tidus snarled viciously.


    Zeb certainly was not going to linger another moment as he squeezed his way through the crowd–it


    had been a disgraceful day for him!


    Dee tried to run too, but Frank quickly stopped him. “Hold it.”


    “Oh…” Dee quickly smiled. “Sorry, sir. But that really wasn’t my fault… I didn’t know that bastard was


    ndering you. I’ll beat him up if I ever see him again!”


    However, Frank said, “Don’t let me see you in this bazaar ever again.”


    “What?”


    “What do you mean, ‘what‘? You have a problem with this?” Frank red at him in disdain.


    “No, no…” Dee muttered.


    Tidus turned to Wes at the same time. “Arrange for some security to watch the bazaar. If anyone


    demands protection money, arrest them right away.”


    “Yes, Mr. Simmons.”


    Dee gulped and fled with his goons even as he realized he had lost his source of ie.


    The stall owners were certainly thrilled and awash with gratitude–Frank had really chased Dee away!


    Tidus approached Frank just then. “Are you alright, Mr. Lawrence?”


    Frank waved him off. “Of course. What could a bunch of small fries do to me anyway?”


    “Tidus nodded repeatedly. “Oh, were you here to get some antiques? I know a


    thing or two about them myself. Perhaps I could help you look?”


    Frank’s abilities went without saying, and given how close he was to the Turnbulls at the moment,


    Tidus was eager to further strengthen their rtionship.