Lothar turned toward Yed, asking coolly, “What’s the problem, Yed? Is your father’s life not worth a hundred million? Or maybe you never wanted him to be saved?!”
“W-What are you saying?!” Yed was sweating from his uncle’s icy glare and chuckling awkwardly. “Of course I want my dad to get better. I’m just worried that the conman would mess up and make things worse…”
“Hmm?” Frank murmured over the line just then. “It seems you’re not keen for my help. In that case, there’s nothing to discuss.”
“Wait!” Lothar cried before Frank could hang up. “Alright, a hundred million is it. Yed agrees to it.”
Then, turning toward Yed with a murderous glare, he barked, “Say it!”
“Fine… a hundred million it is,” Yed replied, cursing Lothar inwardly.
If not for his uncle’s interference, he would have eliminated Ned by now and become the Jankos’ sole heir.
“Tut, tut… You sound so reluctant.” Frank chuckled, steering the car even as Kat gaped at him. “I’ve changed my mind now—I want 200 million.”
“What?!” Yed flew into a rage, grabbing the phone from Lothar and bellowing at Frank, “How dare you raise the price?! I’ll kill you! No one gets to mess with us Jankos in Morhen and live to tell the tale!”
Frank did not bother to threaten Frank in turn, instead saying slowly and nonchalantly, “400 million.”
“Son of a—”
“Eight hundred million.”
“Stop!” Yed was huffing even as he braced himself against Lothar’s murderous glare, crying, “Fine! Eight hundred million, that’s the deal! I’ll pay you if you save my father, alright?!”
Frank laughed. “Now that’s a good boy. Send me the address.”
Yed certainly felt humiliated, though he was also celebrating inwardly.
Eight hundred million? So what? He would never get paid once he came within Janko Gardens.
At that point, he was the one who called the shot!
Yed’s mind steeled with savagery at the very thought!
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“Woah…” Kat was gasping as Frank’s Maserati sterned inside Janko Gardens soon enough.
She had never seen anything like this. The gardens seemed to stretch on forever, and it was in Morhen where every acre of land was worth its weight in gold!
In fact, Frank had to drive for another ten minutes after passing the front gates before reaching an actual building.
“So this is how Morhen’s upper class live? It’s just… Urgh.” Kat was left at a loss for words, looking everywhere in curiosity.
She appeared even more of a bumpkin than Frank, even though Frank was the one who came from elsewhere.
Eventually, they arrived at a white mansion, where Ned and his family were on hand to receive him.
Frank could guess the relationship implied almost in an instant.
“Hmph. I knew he was a conman. He looks so young…” Paula was sneering nearby.
Yed certainly agreed, and even Lothar could not help frowning.
