As Matis put down the fruit basket he brought and frowned, Nash remained silent.


    "It''s..." Eventually, he sighed without mentioning a name. "Just forget it. We can''t afford to mess with


    them." "Now, now. You''re underestimating Matis, Nash!" a shrill voice spoke outside the door.


    Soon, a middle-aged woman dressed in yellow who sported permed hair and excessive makeup strode


    in, clicking her tongue. She was Mel Gunnar, Nash''s sister-inw.


    "How terrible... What did you do to deserve this, Nash?" she eximed before turning to sh a proud


    smile at Matis. "But don''t worry-with my son around, he''ll find justice for you, whoever it was!" "Exactly."


    Matis nodded. "Just tell us who it is. I''ll definitely help you!" "You really don''t have to." Nash shook his


    head, not inclined to involve them and finding Mel''s voice too shrill for his liking.


    "Just tell us, Dad! Who did this to you? Was it my fault?" Kat pressed, clearly ming himself for her


    father''s injury since she believed Soren Lionheart was responsible.


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    "Oh, fine..." Nash sighed, unable to withstand his daughter''s pestering. "There''s a little


    misunderstanding when I delivered medicine for Mr. Lawrence. Don''t worry, Kat-it''s not your fault."


    "Master Lawrence?" Kat did a double take, surprised that Frank had something to do with his father''s


    injury.


    "Mr. Lawrence? Who''s that, Kat?" Matis asked, frowning.


    "He''s a guest lodging at our cottage, my mentor, and-" Kat happened to spot Frank entering just then


    and pointed at him. "There he is." "What are you doing here, Kat?" Frank was surprised Kat found out


    about Nash''s injury, and he felt guilty and helpless at once-he was not keeping his hands clean now.


    "Mr. Lawrence, was it?" Matis suddenly stood in Frank''s way, leveling a hostile re at him. "You''re the


    reason my uncle was hurt? Who are you?" "Hmm?" Frank nced quizzically between Matis and Mel,


    and then at Kat.


    "That''s my cousin Matis, and my Aunt Mel." "Oh, your rtives?" Frank nodded.


    He a hand to Matis, saying lightly, nis Frank Lawrence, I''meng 2. Ot want trouble, and held out at your


    uncle''s for work. How do you do?" "I''m not feeling so good," Matis snapped, pping Frank''s hand


    away and seizing him by the cor his faces inches away from Frank''s as he growled icily, "You''d best


    tellwho hurt my uncle, or you''re not leaving this room!" "What are you doing, Matis?!" Kat would have


    asked Frank himself, but she was upset to see her cousin vent his anger on Frank.


    However, before she could reach them, Mel caught her while leveling Frank a look of suspicious


    disdain "What happened here? Why would you let ssuspicious character like him stay in your cottage


    Do you need money?"