Chapter 71


    Reba showed no signs of fear. She scoffed, “Donald, you have some nerve. Do you know where


    we are?”


    Donald nodded. “Yes.”


    “You know?” Reba raised her voice. “You know and you still dared to barge in to beat someone


    up? You really are tired of living, aren''t you! Kneel and apologize now! If I''m in a good mood, I might


    ask Mr. Yates to spare you. If not, tomorrow, there''s going to be one more corpse floating in the


    sea!”


    “Mr. Yates?” Donald sneered.


    Zayne isn''t even fit to be my dog. Why should I be scared of Frankie? Even if I killed him, Zayne


    wouldn''t dare to do anything. And if he did? I''d kill his entire family.


    Donald had the strength and means to do so.


    Before he was crowned as Lord Campbell, he was known widely as Golden Lord.


    “Yes. Frankie, Zayne''s nephew!” Reba pulled out a chair to sit. She sat with her legs together.


    Her posture made her look majestic, like a dragon looking down on ants. “Donald... This can''t be


    good for you. Why must you stand up for a good-for-nothing like Rafe?”


    “What do you know that makes you say that?” Donald stood up slowly.


    Reba jumped to her feet. Pointing at Donald, she scolded, “Mr. Yates told me! Andpared to


    him, you''re nothing!”


    “Yes, yes, yes... You''re nothing! If you have any sense left in you, kneel down and apologize. And


    break your arm!” Stanley shouted angrily.


    “You''re confident in Frankie, aren''t you?” Donald mocked. “Who do you think he is?”


    “First, you beat up my people, and then you question my authority?” Frankie''s voice could be heard


    from outside. “All right. I''ll show you today what I''m capable of!”


    Before he could even enter the room, a group of people rushed over and surrounded him.


    Stanley ran the fiercest. “Mr. Yates, avenge me! Look, my arm is broken! It''s crushed!”


    Another group of malesined, “Mr. Yates, this is too much!”


    “Yeah! He even scolded you!”


    “He''s made an unforgivable mistake! Just shoot him already!”


    Frankie was blocked by the group of people at the door. Before even seeing Donald, he furrowed


    his brows.


    Reba could read people well. Just looking at Frankie''s expression, she could tell what he was


    thinking. “Get out of his way!” she shouted.


    Frankie blew away the strand of blond hair blocking his vision. “Get lost. I want to see who has the


    guts to challenge me.”


    At that moment, he saw Donald.


    Donald was looking back at him, expressionless.


    Frankie paused. He frowned. He seems familiar. Have I seen him before?


    When Reba saw Frankie frowning, she pointed at Donald. “Mr. Yates, it''s him! Rafe''s friend,


    Donald! Show him who''s boss!”


    Donald? He''s Donald? Wait, what did Uncle Zayne ask me to do ?


    He recalled Zayne saying, “If you meet a young man named Donald, kneel before him if you can. If


    you can''t, make sure not to provoke him.”


    When Frankie asked why back then, Zayne replied that he himself wasn''t even qualified to be a dog


    for Donald.


    Those words had struck Frankie deeply.


    The South Prince isn''t even worthy of being his dog?


    He had then asked about Charles Langford.


    Zayne said that even Charles didn''t match up to Donald either.


    Zayne then passed a photograph of Donald to Frankie to let him see.


    “Donald?” Frankie was trembling. Hisplexion instantly turned pale, and he stepped backward.


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