Female Novel
Chatper 569
Even as Frank faced off against Hal and his thugs, the students craned their necks, peeking outnovelbin
curiously from the lecture hall.
Some of the more cowardly female students were already pale in fear.
It was not as if there had not been such confrontations at the medical faculty—things simply ended
badly for those who confronted Hal.
"That's enough from you, Hal!" Jean bellowed as she ran out of the lecture hall.
It was her idea to invite Frank as a guest lecturer, and even she would never forgive herself if anything
happened to Frank, let alone Winter.
She was certainly cursing herself for forgetting that Hal was such a bastard!
Hal simply licked his lips and shoved her aside. "It's not my fault, Jean—he's so full of himself I need to
straighten him out, or I'd lose face now!"
"Frank..." Winter cried as she ran out of the lecture hall as well, flustered because she could not do
anything.
Still, she knew enough that getting involved would only end up burdening Frank.
"Don't worry—I'll handle this." Frank nodded at her and Jean before turning toward Hal and asked
quietly, "So, you're Hal Lambert, and your brother is Bravo Lambert of East City?"
"Yes. I'm surprised you know." Hal laughed before snapping viciously, "Now get down on your knees
and beg. and is the pretty face over there your sister? Send her over to the motel outside our school,
and I just might spare you. How about that?"
"Hoho." Frank chuckled coolly as Hal sent him flying again and slapped him viciously across the face
right then.
In fact, he struck Hal so hard his face was left sent askew as he tumbled to the floor.
The students were in uproar to see Frank slapping Hal so boldly and in front of his thugs!
"Hal!" A girl with dyed blonde hair and thick makeup shrieked as she ran out of the lecture hall to Hal's
side, glaring at Frank and snapping, "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
"Fuck off!" Hal pushed her away, glaring savagely at Frank even as he snapped, "Motherfucker! How
dare you hit me?! You know my brother is Bravo Lambert!"
"Hit you?" Frank sneered in contempt as he glared at him in turn. "I'll hit your brother too even if he
comes!"
"What?!"
The students in the lecture hall were left stunned by Frank's declaration.
He would hit Bravo too? The same Bravo Lambert who was Kurt Stinson's right-hand man?
Even if one would be forgiven for not knowing Bravo, that was not the case for Kurt.
The man was the kingpin of East City who owned every night entertainment joint in the area, and he
was untouchable.
Still, even Hal's thugs who were ready to swarm Frank were left hesitant after what Frank said.
They all looked toward Hal for orders, even as Hal winced from the pain on his cheek, his heart
pounding.
He was starting to wonder if Frank actually had powerful friends too, and he had certainly heard that
the head of Grande Pharma pharmaceutical research had close ties with the Turnbulls.
Still, he came to his senses when he saw his thugs trading glances around him and snapped angrily,
"Quit gawking and help me up!"
Once they did, Hal whipped out his phone and called Bravo.
"Just you wait!" he snapped at Frank despite his lopsided mouth. "Fool me, and I'll make you regret it!"
Bravo happened to be in the middle of a motel romp. It was certainly a killjoy for his phone to suddenly
ring with a call, and from his own brother at that!
Still, he never stopped his hips even as he answered the phone. "What's up, Hal?"