NovelEnglishKen smiled. "It seems that we haven't been generous enough. Gentlemen?"
At his words, two bodyguards appeared at his side, and they had a brief exchange before leaving.
On the other hand, Ken gestured for someone to bring Frank and Jada chairs and snacks.
Frank and Jada sat down although they were unsure about his intentions, and in ten minutes, the two bodyguards returned with
Uran... whom they beat up right in front of Jada and Frank!
Everyone was left dumbstruck, as Ken had always been a fence-sitter and never provoked anyone. What had suddenly gotten into
him?
Moreover, that was Uran Wal! Never mess with a lion in its den, as they say—even if Ken was well-connected, he probably would
not escape unscathed.
What was worse, Ken was doing this for Frank!
Still, it begged the question why—Frank was just a little famous around this town at best, so did Ken really have to go against the
bigwigs of the city for him?
Either way, it was clear that Frank was more than what he seemed. The town's bigwigs were certainly rejoicing that they did not
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On the other hand, Ken did not care what any of them thought as he walked up to Uran and pinched one of his ears.
Then, he pulled, tearing it off entirely and leaving Uran screaming.
"Remember," Ken then growled at Uran, "Mr. Frankton here is an important guest to me. Mess with him again, and I'll kill you, or
even your future father-in-law if he comes too!"
There was no helping it—he had no bodyguards and was therefore at Ken's mercy.
However, there was no way he would always stay invincible, and Uran swore that the day would cwhen he got his payback
and then some!
Meanwhile, Ken returned to Frank and asked, "Is this to your satisfaction, Mr. Frankton?"
Jada answered on behalf of Frank. "Only if he's dead!"
"So be it." Ken smiled. "He's more valuable dead than alive. Take him away."
Seeing the bodyguards take Uran away, Jada chuckled coolly, "That's really insincere of you, Mr. Zacek!"
Ken naturally understood that Jada was dissing him for not killing Uran on the spot.
But that was fine. Soon, he would make her pay the price for misjudging him!
However, the more she underestimated him, the easier it would be for him to achieve his goal. This suited his cover just fine!
The auction began half an hour later, with Frank and Jada seated in the front row.
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"One million!" Jada did not hold back at all, promptly raising the bid to a price most would not be able to afford!
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