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    Seeing how naive the rich yboy was, Frank sneered, his eyes narrowing. "Did you really think Lanecorp Tower is a ce you cane and go as you please?"


    "Shit! Well, what do you want? To kill me?!"


    Dorek wheeled on him impatiently but stiffened when he saw the look on Frank''s face, his heart skipping a beat.


    Terror he had never known seized him, and a frightening thought urred in his mind right then-the man might just really kill him!


    "W-What do you want?! I''m telling you, I''m the third child of the main Yimmel family. If youy a finger on me..."


    Dorek trailed off, deted since he had already pulled the same move before, only to get a vicious p across the face.


    Was there even a point to his threat now?


    "Hehe..."


    Even as Dorek felt afraid for his life, Frank suddenly chuckled, albeit savagely. "So... Yora Yimmel is in Laneville now?"


    Dorek appeared taken aback but nodded hesitantly. "Y-Yes..."Material ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    Frank nodded. "In that case, I need you to do me a solid-you will bring the key members and executives of the Yimmel family to Zamri, where we can all meet up. How about that?"


    "What?!"


    Dorek was a little slow, but even he could realize immediately that he would be betraying his own family!


    To make things worse, he was not just betraying one person, but his entire family!


    He shook his head repeatedly, crying, "No chance! Just give up already-I''d rather die than be a traitor!" Frank''s eyes narrowed threateningly. "Oh, really?"


    Watching as Frank approached, Dorek''s eyes widened in panic. "W-What are you doing?!"


    Early next morning, Yora Yimmel was seated in the conference room of Laneville Manor.


    Around her were many key members and executives of the Yimmel family, who had rushed there from Bralog.


    Dorek''s cousin, Hagar Yimmel, was among them.


    He was in his thirties and had a chiseled face, though it belies his prudent nature.


    In fact, he asserted a more conservative perspective when his matriarch asked for his opinion.


    "Ma''am, we don''t have the numbers,"


    he said earnestly. "As such, ignoring our opponent''s reaction while ruthlessly taking from them is just too drastic. It might lead to repercussions."


    Many of the family''s executives actually agreed with Hagar''s stance.


    However, Yora clearly disagreed, even growling coolly, "Think about it-when Mark Lane started his


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    business were his sesses not result of our family''s support? In other words, the Lane family''s present aplishments are all thanks to our family''s investment, and it''s high time that we take back what we deserve-with interest."


    "And now''s the perfect


    opportunity that idiot Fleur Lang


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    haspletely fallen for my sweet nothings, and I''ve crushed any dissenting voices remaining in the Lane family. We have nothing to worry about at this point.


    "You''ve all seen the numbers too, of how Lanecorp has been developing... They''ve basically taken over all of Zamri''s resources and economy! If we take thepany now, we will "


    Thud, thud.


    "Come in."


    Someone was knocking on the door before Yora could finish, and she frowned in slight annoyance of being interrupted.