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Frank nodded. "Well, that's decided."

"Wait..." Noel suddenly said hesitantly.

"Yes? Are there any issues like the Soranos?" Frank raised a brow and said confidently, "Don't worry.They aren't a threat."

"No, of course I'm not worried with you around, Mr. Lawrence." Noel laughed. "What concerns me is that they'll be taking theirentrance exams soon, right?"

"Oh."While the other Spades were not affected, Kat was grimacing guiltily—clearly the underachiever in the group.After The Spades agreed to a deal with Lycoris Entertainment, everyone headed home.

And when Frank and Kat returned to the cottage, Kat immediately returned to her room this time, not bothering Frank throughoutthe night.

After a night of peace, Frank was training the next morning when he received a call from Ned Janko.

“Abel Loggins? Why would he be asking for me?"

It turned out that Abel was asking for Frank but had to contact him through the Jankos since he did not have Frank's number.Frank agreed to let him have it, and soon, Abel's call arrived.

"Master Lawrence.”

Frank almost flinched from the man's endlessly respectful tone. "Just Mr. Lawrence is fine—you don't have to be so formal.""Oh. Mr. Lawrence, can you come to Turnbull House right now?" Abel asked urgently. "There's a situation here."

Frank frowned, immediately nervous. "Turnbull House?! What happened there?!"

"It's George Turnbull—the present head of the family Glen Turnbull's father" Abel replied. "He's ill.”

Frank breathed a sigh of relief that it was not Vicky, his tone turning calm. "What about him?"

"He started feeling sick yesterday andcoughed a mouthful of black Booethis morning algag yitmany tinymyaggo Ve explained. "| can'tdiagnose him at all. That's why I'mconsulting you." The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!

"Tiny maggots, black blood? Frankrubbed his chin and frowned. "Thatsounds like a bug from the SouthSea... Only the ees Wouldcultivate ster Narts. Who on earth didthe Turnbulls mess with?" "You reallyare knowledgeable, Mr. Lawrence!"Abel could not help exclaiming overthe phone, though his tone soonturned awkward again. "May | ask ifyou have a cure?" The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!

"It's difficult, but not impossible."Frank nodded confidently, au h

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With that, he hung up.

"Huh? Mr. Lawrence? Mr. Lawrence?!" Abel exclaimed, but soon sighed exasperatedly as she stared at the screen, showing thattheir call had been disconnected.

He was suddenly left wondering if Frank had beef with the Turnbulls too.

The Turnbulls happened to be crowding around Abel, with the current family head Glen asking eagerly, "How did it go? Is yourmentor going to come and treat my father?"

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