Cut off Frank's hand?

Not only did Hux not have the ability, but he would never dare!

Smack!

Hux slapped Soren audibly across the face without another word, pointing at his nose and scolding,"Who do you think Mr. Lawrence is?! Scum like you trying to mess with him?! Why don't you look atyourself in the mirror first?! If you insult Mr. Lawrence again, I'll beat you up each time I see you!Now fuck offt Don’t be an eyesore!”

Then, as if he was not satisfied with his outburst, he kicked Soren to the floor and spat in his facebefore returning inside the bar.

"Huh..."

The boys were left staring awkwardly at Soren being mocked and beaten up by Hux, and the girlswere all pointing and gesturing at him in disdain.

One of the boys asked a friend beside him, "Hey, do you think that Mr. Lawrence was actually a bigdeal and didn't actually need Soren to save him?"

"Soren? Who's Soren? I don't know such a person. Let's bail.”

"l agree."

Having seen everything, the boys left—they were going to hit the bar with Soren, but hishumiliation was too much for them

They left, no longer his lackeys from now on

The girls were left staring at the humiliated Soren too.

They remembered the weirded out look Frank gave them two nights ago, as well as what Frank hadsaid at that time: "What makes you think that this fool, who's so scared that he can't say a wordaround Hux, could actually bail me out?"

The realization struck them tight then... In the end, it turned out that Frank was never the liar.

It was Soren instead.

Frank certainly did not need saving. And considering how much respect Hux showed Frank, and howHux treated Soren... Soren’s lies crumbled on their own right then.

With that, they left in contempt too.

Only Mandy remained and tried to help Soren to his feet. "Soren..."

Soren, however, was losing it from sheer rage.

Shoving Mandy away, his eyes went red as he bellowed, "Fuck! Vicky Lawrence, was it?! This is all hisfault! I'm going to make him pay!"

Frank was naturally oblivious to being held a grudge for no reason and drove the Maserati back tothe suburbs.

As soon as he entered the front door, he found Kat rushing toward him excitedly, throwing her armsaround his neck as she exclaimed excitedly, "Mr. Lawrence! I've got it! Listen—I've just felt it in mystomach! It was kicking!"

Frank felt maimed even as he stood at the doorway. He turned to see the neighbors having flockedto the street outside, chatting and gossiping.

Naturally, they all turned toward Kat when they heard her shouting and leveled meaningful looks atFrank.

"Shit!" Frank certainly knew what was going down—clasping a hand over Kat's mouth, he shovedKat into the house while shutting the door.

"Tut, tut... Honestly, Nash's daughter really never smartens up..."

"You think? She's pretty, but she had to put on cakey makeup like a monster, hanging out withshady people all the time."

"Oh, poor Nash... raising her to adulthood over the years, and she's pregnant already.”

"Come on, just look at the man's car. He must be some rich kid... Tut, tut. Already sucking up to richmen instead of studying properly.”

"The way I see it, she'll be getting an abortion soon.”

On the other hand, Frank strode upstairs, ignoring the old folks' excited debate as he returned to hisroom.

At the same time, Kat was snapping, "Hey, are you listening?! I said I did it!"

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