Frank was as brave as he was staunch, and he clearly had no intention to lie.


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    Even so, would the Turnbulls really spare him?


    After a long while, Vicky and her people arrived at East City, with over ten SUVS stopping outside the


    woods.


    Her parents were with her, and she rushed to Frank right away when she saw that he was hurt, asking


    worriedly, “What happened to your hand, Frank?”


    “It’s nothing. Your cousin shot me,” Frank replied calmly.


    “What?! Let’s get you to the hospital!” Vicky cried frantically.


    Frank chuckled. “I’m better than what they can offer. I’m fine now, don’t worry.”


    “Mr. Lawrence, where’s Mr. Longman?” Walter asked just then.


    “He was killed,” Yara exined. “They took the pill recipe too. Les Turnbull betrayed the family, and I


    would’ve been killed if Mr. Lawrence didn’t arri