Hans came over to Frank, gesturing with a searching gaze. "What about these two, Mr. Lawrence?"


    Frank smiled in disdain. "They''d remain a pest if kept alive, and there''s no reason for the Graves family


    to live..."


    He then leveled a haughty look at Neil as if he were a dog, even as Neil kept kotowing at his feet.


    "Despicable, traitorous scum. List down all his crimes and deliver it in writing to the Turnbulls, then kill


    him."


    "Yes, sir," Hans replied with a salute.


    With that, two soldiers came and dragged Neil away, even as he kept begging, "Please, Mr. Lawrence!


    Mercy! I was tricked. Chaz tricked me! Please, just let me live."


    On the other hand, Chaz wasying on the floor,ughing so loudly even as he shed tears as if he had


    lost his mind.


    "Color me surprised, Frank! It''s my blunder. I didn''t think you had that many friends!"


    As several soldiers strode up and restrained him with a vice-like grip, he promptly cried out in panic,


    "This is all my fault, and I''m man enough to take responsibility! This was all me, and it has nothing to do


    with my family! Spare my father and my brothers—let them live! I''ll kowtow to you. I''m begging, just let


    them live."


    Chaz kept pping himself even as he cried, hitting himself so hard his cheeks were soon bleeding


    and mangled.


    "Hehe. Oh, Chaz." Frank''s cold chuckle drew Chaz''s gaze.


    As he looked up in confusion, his face was covered in blood and tears. His mouth hung open, revealing


    that he knocked out his own front teeth even as Neil''s screams resounded from outside the hall.


    At the same time, Frank continued, "If you''d won today, would you have spared my family?"


    It was a calm question, but Chaz froze right then.


    After all, the answer to Frank''s question was simple: no, he would never have spared Frank''s family.


    As such, he now had no right to demand mercy for his family!


    Soon, more screams resounded from outside the hall, and Chaz turned hysterical.


    With a deafening yell, he freed himself from the grip of the soldiers holding him down, charging madly


    toward the nearest wall and hitting his head violently against it.


    "You certainly got off easy." Frank chuckled coolly, shaking his head as he watched Chaz breathe his


    last.


    Meanwhile, a car screeched to a halt outside Lane Manor.


    Gina and Cindy then promptly alighted and dashed wildly into their rooms, rummaging through


    wardrobes and shelves.


    They were searching for all branded clothing, limited-edition handbags and every expensive piece of


    jewelry they could find. Even antiques such as paintings were being shoved haphazardly into their


    suitcase.


    "Hurry up, Cindy! Aren''t you done yet?!" Gina sweated all over her brow in panic.


    "Calm down, Aunt Gina. I''ve still yet to search Helen''s room," Cindy retorted as she rushed there.


    "Oh, don''t bother! Let''s go already, or we won''t make it!" Gina urged, as restless as a cat on a hot tin


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    On the other hand, Cindy could not help rolling her eyes even as she rummaged through every drawer.


    "Doesn''t Helen have any jewelry at all? She''s really something!"