“That should be what we’re asking!”
A burly figure leapt down from the room, landing with a thud.
Several figures appeared at the entrance at the same time, cutting off their escape.
“You know these women?” Talc then pointed at Gina and Cindy, who were both panicking.
“Hmm?”
Frank frowned—he was only aware that Gina was kidnapped, and surprised that Cindy was there too.
Still, Cindy reminded him of the crown ruby that Fenton delivered, and he knew right then that his hunch was right.
Cindy had sold it off while lying to Gina that it was not worth much and traveled abroad to spend that money.
Now, it seemed that the Talnamese had traced the clues from the black market back to her and caught her.
He was inwardly relieved, as the Talnamese were not aware who he was.
He was fine if they were only after the crown ruby, but he would be worried if they were after him for revenge, since he was the Lord of the Southern Woods’ son.
His father had been bullying the Talnamese aplenty, and it was not surprising if he resorted to something drastic.
“Just let them go. I gave them the ruby—they don’t know anything,” he said, scowling even before Talc could say a word.
Gina did a double take in the distance. “Frank Lawrence—”
“Save it. I wouldn’t care if it wasn’t for Helen.” Frank snorted.
His cold reaction naturally vaporized the guilt that Gina was just starting to feel.
“Haha… Interesting.” Talc chuckled, pointing at Gina. “You might not be aware, but that woman lured you here. She told us that you’re a martial artist and told us to be careful…”
Ned glared furiously at Gina and Cindy right then, while Frank remained nonchalant. “I could guess. It’d be weird if they didn’t betray me.”
“Frank Lawrence!” Gina snapped right then. “Are we that heinous to you?”
“Are you not?” Frank sneered in turn, looking at them nonchalantly. “Or are you saying that you didn’t?”
Gina pursed her lips but could not say anything against that.
On the other hand, Cindy snapped stubbornly, “We just want to live! And it’s all because of the ruby you gave us—none of it is our fault!”
“Really?” Frank shook his head in disdain. “Did you think this would have happened if you didn’t sell the ruby to the black market? And you’re now blaming me for giving you that ruby. Neither of you have a conscience, do you?”
Frank’s words were right and just, and even Ned sighed. “I could put everything together from just that… And I’m really impressed by your upbringing, Mr. Lawrence. I would’ve let them rot if I were you.”
