Frank said icily, “Give the order to boycott the Larkins.”


    “Yes, Mr. Lawrence,” Trevor replied without hesitation.


    Meanwhile, Zeb entered his father’s room and asked, “How did it go, Dad? Is Frank giving up the


    Rejuvenation Pill recipe yet?”


    Cram mmed his palm on the table as he spat furiously, “He told me to get down on my knees and


    apologize! He’s really full of it!”


    Zeb narrowed his eyes. “In that case, let’s just kidnap Helen. I can see that Frank is still attached to


    her, and it’ll all be worth it when he hands over the recipe when we threaten her.”


    Cram thought about it and nodded. “Guess it’s our only way. Frank Lawrence only has himself to me


    for not knowing his ce.”


    Zeb nodded and was just getting started when the phone in the study rang.


    Cram answered it and was immediately deafened by the caller’s screams, “What’s wrong with you,


    Cram Larkin?! How dare you challenge Mr. Lawrence?! Understand this–we never knew each other!


    And don’t try to call me ever again!”


    Utterly befuddled, Cram asked, “What? What are you talking about, Mr. Zims?”


    However, Mr. Zims hung up even before Cram could finish his question.


    More calls soon followed the first, and every caller’s purpose was the same: to cut ties with the Larkins!


    Cram was left dumbfounded at the turn of events, until another call came–this time from Jackie, who


    hailed from the same hometown as Cram.


    The man was sighing. “Look, Cram… I think we should just give up on the investment we agreed upon


    before and try not to cross paths from now on.”


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    “Please, Jackie!” Cram cried as if he was hanging on for dear life. “W–What’s happening here? Are you


    being threatened? Why is everyone suddenly boycotting me?”


    “Well, I guess I can tell you since we go way back… It’s the CEO of Trevor International. He dered


    that anyone who is a friend to you is an enemy of Trevor International.”


    Cram was dumbfounded. “Trevor International?! I never did anything to them!”


    “No, you


    didn’t–but you did something to Mr. Lawrence.”


    “Mr. Lawrence? Who?”


    “I’m not sure, but Trevor really admires the man and wouldn’t even mention his full name.”


    Sighing again, Jackie finished, “Okay, that’s all I’ll say. Just watch your back from now on.” And with


    that, he hung up.


    Cram was left staring into thin air in disbelief.


    When did he ever mess with anyone named Lawrence… Wait, did Jackie mean Frank Lawrence?


    It was hard to believe, but it was the likeliest case.


    At the same time, Zeb was still staring at Cram in confusion. “Dad, what’s wrong?”


    “Don’t kidnap Helen for now,” Cram quickly said.


    “Why?” Zeb was puzzled.


    “Look, Frank is more than what he seemed–I’m going to see him now. Don’t do anything until Ie


    back.”


    If Trevor really did call for a boycott on his family, all their ns against Frank must be put to a stop!


    While Cram quickly got dressed and hurried to Skywater Bay without dy, Zeb remained utterly


    confused.


    All he could think was that his dad was too easily spooked–it was just Frank, so what was there to be


    scared of?