NovelEnglishTitus only heard that Vicky and Frank were very close, and nothing about things getting physical.
No man could accept being cucked even before getting married, and the scertainly went for Titus, the heir to a dynasty as illustrious as the Lionhearts! He glowered right then. "Is what Neil said true, Mr. Lawrence?" Before Frank could say a word, Neil was jumping as he pointed at him and bellowed, "Frank Lawrence! Did Vicky spend the night at your mansion in Skywater Bay?! Answer me!" "Vicky has her own room in my mansion," Frank said calmly even as he met Titus' hostile glare. "But we were just colleagues and behaved as such, never once overstepping boundaries. Believe what you will." "Shut up!" Neil bellowed furiously. "You think | don't know Vicky? She would have fallen for your tricks if | never interfered! Hah! Deny it all you want—I have a recording!" Neil grinned darkly as he whipped out his phone, and played a recording of Vicky giggling and flirting at Frank, repeatedly calling him 'darling'.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTitus had enough at that, snatching away Neil's phone and crushing it in his rage.
Then, turning on Frank with a murderous glare, he bellowed, "What do you have to say for yourself now, Mr.
Lawrence?!" Before this, he only intervened against Frank for the sake of Wilbur and his family's retainers, staying out of Frank's conflict against the Graves and the Soranos.
However, things changed dramatically after he heard that recording—Frank was now his enemy, and one who cucked him at that.
There was no way Titus would tolerate this! a "| have nothing to say because | have not done anything that hurts my own conscience," Frank spoke, his tone calm as usual. "Believe what you will." He knew at that point that nothing he said would change anything, when Titus had already made up his mind that Frank was an enemy.
Indeed, Titus laughed despite Frank's short answer.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Very well! | was going to be nice for the sake of your family... You have only yourself to blfor what's coming!" he bellowed in fury before stamping his feet. "Guards!!!" There was a thunderous echo as over a hundred Lionheart retainers bellowed in response.
The doors opened with a bang again, and over a hundred men-in-black charged inside in a tidy formation from every doorway, soon crowding the hall.
Frank looked around—they were all vigor wielders, and over a dozen were Birthright rank.
There may be just over a hundred of them, but each of them were genuine martial artists, and the best of the best at that! "Haha! Mr. Lionheart is getting serious now, Frank! You're a dead man!" Chaz was laughing cathartically—the plan might have deviated, but Frank was still going to die thanks to Neil's help! Cucking Titus Lionheart of Morhen?! He would not survive even if he had nine lives—Chaz almost could not wait to see Frank begging on his knees!
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