Willy screamed, "I will avenge you and make Frank Lawrence suffer!"


    Zam was staring fixedly at Willy even as blood foamed from his mouth.


    Never could he have imagined that the child he had been spoiling for most of his life was ready to kill


    him for his libido!


    This was as ridiculous as it was an outrage!


    But that was all he could do—think. He could not fight back at all!


    On the other hand, Willy saw that Zam was not dying right away even after he stabbed Zam so lethally


    in the throat.


    His eyes shing viciously, he pulled out the dagger and stabbed Zam in the chest.


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    Zam bled like a stuck pig as Willy kept stabbing him repeatedly, as if to vent all his grief while shrieking,


    "Useless geezer! So useless you can''t even beat some twentyish brat! You''re the reason I had to run


    away like a loser! Die! Die! Die!!!"


    Eventually, Willy stabbed the dagger into Zam''s face and was finally done with venting his frustrations.


    Naturally, Zam could not be deader at that point.


    Getting to his feet, Willy took a deep breath as his expression turned to normal, even wiping the blood


    on his hands on the shirt of a dumbstruck bodyguard.


    "You''re all under mymand." He shrugged nonchntly. "Remember—none of you saw anything.


    Frank Lawrence was the one who killed Grandpa Zam brutally, even desecrating his corpse. You hear


    me?!"


    "Yes, sir!"


    All the bodyguards around him kept their heads lowered as they answered.


    However, they were all only human and could not help being troubled by the ghastly sight before them.


    Willy then wheeled on the mansion in the distance, his eyes shing venomously. "Just you wait, Frank


    Lawrence! The Soranos wille for you, and you shall pay the price for insulting me today!"


    On the other hand, Frank did not bother going after the Soranos.


    He merely struck Zam hard enough as a disy of power. If they were smart enough, they would not


    bother him again.


    At least, that was what Frank thought as he exasperatedly watched Noel cry herself silly in his arms.


    Her bathrobe was almost sliding off her shoulders and baring her fair skin without her knowing, and no


    man could resist such temptation.


    Even as Frank quickly steadied his meridian nexus, he gently pushed Noel away. "You should get


    changed before you continue crying, Ms. York."


    Noel came to her senses and his words, and she looked down to see herself almost naked.


    Her cheeks flushing beet red, she fled to her room without looking back.


    Even Frank had to admit that she had what it took to be Draconia''s top star.


    With her slender waist, snowy skin, and outrageous cleavage, she could give Vicky and Helen more


    than seriouspetition.


    It certainly took Frank considerable willpower to repress the sparks ring inside him.


    Even as Noel emerged from her wardrobe with a modest gray dress, Frank could not help feeling


    disappointed