Chapter 156

“What…”

Neil was gritting his teeth in disappointment, but he soon glared viciously at Frank. “You win this time.

Now give me the antidote.”

“What?” Frank shrugged. “Neither of us agreed to provide antidotes.”

“W–What are you talking about?” Neil stared at Frank in blank disbelief–was Frank going to let him die?!

Frank shook his head. “I’m sorry, Mr. Turnbull. But I’m under no obligation to help you.”

“Frank Lawrence!” Paul strode up to him, barking, “Know when not to push it–think of your future, won’t you?”

“Haha!” Frank laughed without a care. “Are you really talking about the future? It’s already a question as to whether he survives tonight.”

“Guh…” Paul was immediately left stumped.

At the same time, Neil was tearing up in agony and crawled toward Walter to hug his leg as he cried, “Please, Uncle Walter… save me! Make him give me the antidote! I’m going to die!”

Walter was left at a loss, but he had no choice but to turn toward Frank with a pleading look. ” Please be magnanimous this once, Mr. Lawrence–don’t get petty with Neil. Why not just give him the antidote?”

Neil was his brother’s son–he could not bear to see the boy die in front of him.

“Neil understands that he’s made a mistake, doesn’t he?” Walter added.

Neil nodded repeatedly, but Frank remained unmoved.

Susan snapped right then, “Why are you just standing there, Frank?! Give Neil the antidote, or you’re not leaving this house if this bad!”

goes “That’s enough from you, Mom,” Vicky said, stepping forward. “Neil was the one who proposed that they compete with poison. He has no right to blame Frank now that he proves lacking.”

“Really?! You’d rather watch as your cousin dies?!” Susan was growling through her teeth.

Les was already killed here in Riverton!

If Neil died too–and in their house at that–there was no telling what Glen would do!

Vicky turned toward Neil, grinning just then. “You’ve lost this one, Neil. You have no right to meddle with Grande Corp’s operations.”

Vicky’s smug expression certainly left Neil gritting his teeth in rage. “Fine, I won’t interfere. Now can you give me the antidote?!”

Vicky walked up to Frank and asked humbly just then, “I know Neil was full of himself, Frank, but spare him this one time for my sake.”

Frank shot her a look. “He wanted me dead from the start, didn’t he?”

He had no sympathy for people like him who wanted him dead. In contrast, he would not go that far if it were just a thug who wanted to show off a little.

Still, Vicky knew Frank and took his hand, tugging as she purred, “Oh, do it for me… pretty please? I’ll properly make it worth your while tonight…”

“Ahem…” Walter quickly cleared his throat, trying to have his daughter stay in line.

There were so many people around them!

Frank was left sweating as well–Vicky really knew no limit, did she?

And seeing that everyone was giving him weird looks, Frank quickly said, “Tell him to get on his knees and apologize if he wants to live.”

Vicky turned toward Neil. “Heard that? Get on your knees and apologize to Frank.”

Neil’s face was purple as he clenched his knuckles and growled, “What did you say?”