Vicky breathed a sigh of relief when Frank appeared, but Jet and the other Turnbull blackguards were immediately snapping at him. “What have you been doing, Frank Lawrence?!”
“Why weren’t you protecting Ms. Turnbull?! What were you doing down there by yourself?!”
Frank was so shocked by their accusations that his vigor churned, aggravating his blood and causing him to cough out a mouthful of blood.
“Are you alright, Frank?!” A petrified Vicky hurried to his side before wheeling on Jet and the other Turnbull blackguards with a furious glare.
“How many times do I have to tell you?!” she bellowed. “Frank was fighting one of the Lionhearts’ best, and none of you helped him! And you’re now snapping at him after he won?!” “Forgive me, Ms. Turnbull, but we’re supposed to prioritize your safety,” Jet replied, frowning and clearly upset that Frank was alive.
In fact, Frank vaguely sensed his look of disappointment when he stepped out of the elevator.
“Heh. Well, that’s not important.” Frank gestured at Vicky that he could stand on his own and strode up to Jet. “So? Did you find the evidence?”
“Nope,” Jet replied, as if it made perfect sense.
Frank’s rage flared again he had the sense that Clarity’s information was on the money.
The fact that Jet and the Turnbull blackguards could not find evidence was their own fault alone.
Seemingly seeing Frank’s displeasure, Jet simply shrugged. “Someone took the witness hostage when my men arrived, but since we split up, we had to withdraw.”
Frank punched the wall even as he roared, “And where was the witness taken?!”
“I don’t know.” Jet shrugged again.
“You don’t know?!” Frank’s eyes widened as he glared at Jet in fury. “I told you to send everyone! Why did you split up again?!”
Jet rolled his eyes. “We are under no obligation to follow your orders. In fact, we should be finding out what you were up to-which was what did. I followed you all the way here to Jundo Showtown, after which I rallied the blackguards. Our priority is for Ms. Turnbull to stay safe, as per the will of every Turnbull elder.”
Vicky, however, was furious after she heard everything and seized Jet by the collar. “Why?! Why do you need to protect me so badly?!”
Jet remained impassive. “Because it’s impossible to save your father now. But if we save you, there’s still a chance to make peace with the Lionhearts.”
Vicky was left stumbling backward,
smiling blankly and in disbelief. “So
you’re saying that the Turnbulls
should heel to the Lionhearts, and I must marry Titus Lionheart just to earn their forgiveness?” S
“You’re exaggerating, Ms. Turnbull.” Jet shook his head. “We’re not dogs heeling to the Lionhearts. It’s a partnership-we Turnbulls have
never been good at a fight, and net
cooperating with the Lionhearts is our only way to survive. More than half the elders are convinced of that.”
Vicky snapped right then and started laughing out loud.
