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Chatper 601

Turning toward Hubert, Trenton reasoned, "Mr. Sorano, why don't you apologize to Mr. Lawrence and

promise you won't ever harass him, and let bygones be bygones?"

"Me, apologize to him?!" Hubert gaped at Trenton in disbelief, unable to believe his ears.

"Yes." Trenton nodded in confirmation.

"No way!" Hubert bellowed, pointing at Frank as he snapped, "He took away my golden goose and

threatened my life! And you want me to apologize after all that?! Aren't you bodyguards who serve the

Lionhearts? What, are you worried he'd attack you? Do you think he has the balls?!"

Trenton was actually the Lionhearts' executive who was based in Riverton.

As a retainer of the hearts, he was naturally well-connected. He had long since heard about Frank's

accomplishments from Riverton's governor Robert Quill, and the Chief of General Affairs Gerald

Simmons.

Naturally, he inevitably came across rumors of Vicky being suspiciously close with Frank too.

Trenton himself would have eliminated any man who got too close with Vicky, but he was wise enough

to tell that Frank was different.

Not only did the youth manage so many different oddities, but Trenton was also especially concerned

with the last name 'Lawrence'.

After all, the Lawrences were one of the Four Families of Morhen too, alongside the Lionhearts.

They were also the most enigmatic as they always kept a low profile.

Even if the Lionhearts were seemingly the most powerful dynasty in Draconia, the Lawrences still had

an edge over them as they commanded actual military power.

Be that as it may, there were not many of them, and the head of the Lawrence family was seventy but

childless.

Even so, he stood guard alone over Draconia's southern frontier, keeping the unruly elements beyond

in check and earning him the title of the Lord of the Southern Woods.

And considering that possible connection, Trenton was therefore wary when it came to Frank.

"Enough talking," Frank growled, losing all patience since Hubert was clearly unrepentant.

Walking up to Trenton, he said icily, "Move if you don't want to die, or I'll butcher you along with him."

Even as Trenton cursed Hubert for his mindless behavior, he braced himself against Frank's dark aura.

"We have orders from Titus Lionheart himself, Mr. Lawrence. We will provide refuge for Mr. Sorano—

we won't let you kill him."

"Now that's better! You had orders to protect me, so act like it or you'll really disappoint me!" Hubert

snorted sarcastically from behind the bodyguards. "You heard him, Frank! Run along now, or you'll rest

in pieces if you upset the Lionhearts!"

"Heh..." Frank suddenly chuckled, looking at Trenton as he sought for confirmation one last time. "So

the Lionhearts insist on protecting this bastard?"

"Yes." Trenton nodded despite his exasperation.novelbin

Splat!

Without warning, Frank had suddenly thrust his fist forward, punching a hole into Trenton's stomach!

As Trenton looked on in shock, Frank grinned icily, "Did you think really I'd really be scared of a measly

family like the Lionhearts?"

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