“Sir, what-“
“Move.” Frank pushed away the attendants standing in his way, striding toward Will.
Seizing the man by the collar, he shoved him into the men’s room and slammed the door shut loudly, locking it.
“What do you want?!” Will growled through his teeth, his eyes flaring in rage at Frank even as he watched himself bleed profusely from the palm.
“What do I want? I should be asking that question instead.”
Frank shoved Will to the floor, sneering as he stepped on Will’s pierced palm, making him scream again.
Narrowing his eyes coldly, Frank growled, “First of all, let’s start with who you really are… You got close to Lanecorp through Cindy, for what? To keep someone occupied?! Who is it?! Talk!” “W-What are you talking about?! I don’t know anything!”
Will panicked at Frank’s questioning, not knowing how Frank found out.
“Not going to talk, huh? Well, this isn’t on me…”
Frank shrugged-he had all the ways to make someone talk. Moreover, Will was definitely more than what he seemed, and actually working for someone else. Fwip!
He launched a needle that shot into Will’s mouth and stabbed into his throat.
In an instant, Will promptly felt pure agony from his neck and was clutching it as he rolled around the floor. “Argh!!!”
“I have all the patience I need, and you’d feel the worst pain known to men if you keep refusing to talk,” Frank told him.
Somehow his voice reverberated
and caused every fiber of Will’s being t spasm. His sense of pain appeared to be magnified a hundred times, and it cut to his very bone.
In half a minute, his clothes were drenched in sweat.
“I-I’ll talk!” Will cried with the very last bit of his strength. “Hmph.”
Frank snorted as he stomped Will in the stomach and caught the needle shot out of his mouth. “Then ta Lie to me, and you’ll regret ever being born.”
Frank’s sinister threat left Will nodding repeatedly. He was
certainly terrified, as he
see bell for half a minute, and half of his life seemed siphoned out of him.
He had no doubt that Frank could really make him wish he was dead.
“I-It’s the Lionhearts! The Lionhearts of Morhen!”
Will cried through his parched lips, “I’m here on orders from Sif Lionheart to bring down the Lane family as a distraction…”
“A distraction? For what?” Frank snapped sternly.
“To distract…” Will sighed in resignation, ultimately yielding to Frank’s threat. “To distract you, Mr. Lawrence.”
“Me? Why?!”
Will gave up completely at that point he was giving up and should do so thoroughly.
Even if the Lionhearts threatened their people with death to prevent betrayal, he would die right here if he did not come clean anyway.
Hence, pausing for just a moment, he quickly said, “The Lionhearts have decided to go to war against the Turnbulls!”
“What?!” Frank was taken aback.
