Female NovelJim had the right idea-Frank had gone to Sorano Estate for payback.
Every the remembered the torture Nash had been put through only further fueled his rage, murderousintent, and profound guilt.novelbin
Not only did the man allow him to stay in his house, but he also got hurt because of him.
If Kat found out, even she would surely not react well to him.
"You're going to die, Willy Sorano!" Frank growled, clenching his fist as his eyes flashed with fury.
He would make everyone pay for what they did to Nash, be it Willy or anyone else who was involved intorturing Nash! He would not hold back, even if it meant war against the Soranos! He strode out of thehospital, getting into a taxi that took him straight to Sorano Estate, since Helen had left in his car.
He just so happened to run into the sbodyguard Nash spoke of.
"What are you doing here, kid?" the bodyguard asked loftily.
Just as Nash had said, he was no more than a glorified doorman, but he was utterly despicablyhaughty because of who he served. "Is Willy Sorano here?" Frank asked as he strode up to him.
"Mr. Sorano?" The bodyguard looked Frank from head to toe, his eyes soon showing disdain when hesaw the taxi that was leaving. The man had to take a taxi? What, he could not even afford a car?!Deciding right then that Frank didnot amount to anything, he waved Frank away like he was a fly,shooting him a sideways glare of contempt. "Not everyone gets to meet Mr. Sorano. Who do you thinkyou are, calling him by name? Take a good look in the mirror... Urgh, what day is it? First it's sgeezerlooking for Mr. Zeller, and now it's sbroke ass brat looking for Mr. Sorano-" "What was that? A geezerlooking for Mr. Zeller?" Frank pressed on purpose.
"Hmph." The bodyguard sneered at Frank, his tone impatient, "You want to know what happened? Youhad to be here to see it for yourself. By the tthe ambulance cfor him, all his Bones were broken, but hekept holding on to spills, saying that it's Mr. Lawrence's pills and shouldn't go to waste. Oh, it was sucha riot..." Suddenly, the bodyguard felt the air around him turning cold, and he looked up at Frank inshock to find his murderous glare.
"W-What are you doing?! Who are you?!" He stumbled backward, feeling that his life was in danger justfrom Frank's presence.
"I'm the Mr. Lawrence you were talking about," Frank said and seized him by the throat.
"Gurk-what, let go of me... The We will kill you for this...
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