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Chapter 870
Glen said, "I'll go to him. | just hope | can convince him to help Father and to give up on Vicky—if he does, we'll make it worth hiswhile.”
Yonca immediately snapped at his suggestion. "Absolutely not! You have no idea how pompous that brat gets. It's impossible tomake him give up on Vicky! If you prostrate yourself, forget being grateful— it would only make him even more conceited!"
"Glen." Zac stood up as well. "I could get more men and bring him over by force."
"Watch yourself!" Glen barked, bellowing spiritedly at his brother despite his ripe age of sixty. "Who on earth ever forces a healerto work against their will?! And don't worry—I'm prepared to reward him more than what he deserves. Anything is agreeable aslong as Father lives."
Stroking his beard and smiling, he added, "We won't have to worry about him refusing us."“Let's just hope the kid knows his place." Zac sighed.
They were all certainly guilty toward Vicky—they all knew her from childhood, and to sacrifice her for a political marriage hurttheir conscience.
However, the South Sea Crow was a bomb about to blow up in their faces at any moment, keeping them constantly on edge.If anything, George's weird sickness could well be her doing!
"Call Frida Blue," Glen said quietly nonetheless. "Just the two of us will do it. There's no need for anyone else."
"Don't joke around!" Zac cried. "You could get killed if he suddenly attacks you!"
They all knew that Frank was a martial elite, with emphasis on elite.
Glen would be walking into the proverbial lion's den if he went alone, as only Zac was the only one who passed for a martialartist in the family.
“No, | don't think anyone Vicky takes a liking to is that vile," Glen said, waving Zac off. "As long as | show that | can bereasonable, I'm sure he would be too. Now stop trying to talk me out of it—I'll meet Vicky's beloved personally."
"Okay."The other Turnbulls nodded reluctantly.
Half an hour later, a limited edition Bentley arrived outside Nash Yego's cottage, and Glen alighted in his pinstripe suit, whiteshawl, and dragonhead cane.
"What..."
As he slowly strode into the cottage, Nash saw him and quickly bowed. "Mr. Turnbull.”"It's alright. You don't have to be so formal." Glen smiled faintly, his tone mild.His eyes had a blazing intensity and he carried himself with pomp, but he was not all that arrogant.
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