"What..."

Walter was stumped. "Let's hope he's worth the money.”

Vicky hoped so too, since this was the first time she met Boran and the only thing she only offeredhim was her money.

Either way, they need someone strong from Earthrank to help.

As the other Turnbulls left, Vicky walked up to Frank. "I've heard about what happened. I'm reallysorry about that."

The Chandlers wanted Grande Pharma shares, but her mother immediately tried to force Frank togive up his.

She felt sorry for him, to be honest.

Frank waved her off nonchalantly and chuckled at the sight of her scowl. "I never knew you couldmake that face."

Vicky breathed a long sigh. "The Chandlers sent Drake, who's really strong, whereas my uncle's sideof the family refused to help. To be honest, I'm not confident about this.”

Then, turning in curiosity toward Frank, she asked, "What level on Earthrank do you think you'd be?"Frank shook his head. "I wouldn't be on that list..."

Vicky cut him short before he could finish, "Fair enough. You should leave Riverton as soon as youcan if we lose the fight in three days. Even if the Chandlers have said they won't kill you, they'dchange their minds once they get the shares... I'm tired now. I'll go get some rest.”

Frank could not say anything at that, which left Vicky in the dark.

He was not Earthrank—he was Skyrank.

Three days later, at Tycon Dojo...

The building itself was owned by one of the Chandlers’ associates.

The Chandlers had been spreading word about their upcoming confrontation with the Turnbulls,and many had gathered around the dojo. Most of them were just there to enjoy the show orreconsider their alliances.

The Chandlers’ purpose was simple, too: defeat the Turnbulls and promote themselves so that theminor bigwigs would defect to them.

Cindy Zonda had come too. She loved joining in the liveliness, and Helen had to send her becauseshe did not have the time for such a frivolous affair.

She was also accompanied by a man standing over 1.9 meters tall, his muscles tight and large as ifboulders.

Hughie Steiner was her college classmate, and he built a business in fitness gyms after theygraduated. They recently met again during an alumni meeting and soon found themselves underthe sheets.

Cindy certainly had fun, since fit people were simply... better.

"Who do you think would win today, Hughie?" she asked in curiosity.

Hughie thought about it. "It's hard to say... The Chandlers’ champion is tenth in Earthrank, while theTurnbulls' is eighth.”

"What? Doesn't that mean the Turnbulls have the advantage?" Cindy exclaimed in surprise.

If anything, she would rather the Turnbulls lose, to the point they were stripped of everything.Frank certainly would not get to strut after that!

"That's not set in stone,” Hughie said. "Two ranks means the gap isn't that wide. We won't knowuntil the fight happens.”

Cindy's mood improved right then—she was happy as long as the Turnbulls did not win!

That was when she spotted a familiar figure, which was none other than Frank.

"What are you doing here?!" she promptly snapped at him.

Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.Tap the middle of the screen to reveal Reading Options.

If you replace any errors (non-standard content, ads redirect, broken links, etc..), Please let us know so we can fix it as soon as possible.

Report