Naturally, it was none other than Jet, followed by many Turnbull elders and executives.
“What do you think you’re doing, Jet?!” Vicky snapped furiously, while quickly picking up a veil to cover her face.
This was her room-who would ever stay calm if they had their door kicked open?!
It was fortunate she was wearing clothes. What if she and Frank were up to some hanky panky instead?!
Despite her fury, an old man nearly the age of Vicky’s grandfather strode up, barking, “We’re here because of that prick!”
The man was Tamon Turnbull, brother to Vicky’s grandfather and whose branch family was assigned to Jarden.
And despite his age, he was full of vigor-and spite for Frank.
Both of Tamon’s sons strode up too, pointing at Frank and snapping, “How dare you kill Sif Lionheart?! Get down on your knees right now, and come with us to apologize to the Lionhearts!” “Exactly! Prepare yourself!”
As the other Turnbull elders and executives started yelling at Frank too, Vicky leapt in front of Frank, shielding her as she snapped, “Frank had to do it to save me! Do none of you see the vile nature of the Lionhearts?! They’re ready to take us all down!”
“Stand back, Vicky! This is none of your business!” Tamon bellowed and gave Jet a look.
Jet nodded, and he and the Turnbull blackguards strode up, ready to subdue Vicky.
However, Vicky leapt backward, dodging while glowering. “Where’s Uncle Glen?! Did he put you up to this?!”
“Your Uncle Glen?!” Tamon snorted
in disdain “Glen has no right to be the head of the family! We’ve lost ten percent of our revenue over the past month because of him! Ten percent! Do you know how much that is?!”
Vicky glowered right then. “So you’re saying this is a coup?!”
“So what if it is?!” Quentin Turnbull, Tamon’s eldest son, snorted. “Everything was going well when we were friends with the Lionhearts. Do you know how much we lost after you annulled your engagement?!”
“Exactly!” Wes Turnbull, Tamon’s other son, smirked. “The way I see it, we should tie you up and deliver you and Frank to the Lionhearts just so that they’d see our sincerity and reforge our alliance!”
“Bleurgh!” Vicky spat at them before
wheeling at Jet and growling, “So
these are your new patrons? You’re going to support these branch families with their rebellion instead of protecting the main family?”
Jet shrugged. “Just following orders.”
“Hah! Well said!” Vicky laughed, and she glared at the other Turnbull blackguards. “I don’t know what Tamon is paying you, but
remember-this changes things net
What you’re doing is treason! If you keep being ignorant like Jet, Tamon, and the rest, don’t say I didn’t warn you when you face your comeuppance!”
Many of the blackguards were certainly swayed by Vicky’s warning.
They were just following Jet’s orders-they had no idea that Jet and the Turnbull elders and executives were going to overthrow the head of the family.
It was certainly a dilemma as the Turnbulls were on both sides. Who were they supposed to side with?
