NovelOnlineFrank continued, "I'm not an ingrate, so tellabout the trouble you're having and I'll help where | can.
Naturally, the condition is for you to endorse my farm resort as agreed." Noel's skeptic gaze faded as she stared at Frank's smile, while her own smile turned to gloom.
"You can't help me, Mr. Lawrence." She sighed. "But I'm short on friends right now, so I'll just have you listen tovent instead." She took another sip of her cocktail before telling Frank everything—naturally, she was the victim of workplace bullying instead of the perpetrator.
Lycoris Entertainment, the agency representing her, used to be owned by a man named Dylan Hood. He was quite influential in the east coast and had been obsessed with Noel for a long time. In fact, the thug named Dustin who was harassing Noel when Frank first met her worked for Dylan too.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven so, Noel held her ground, rebuffing Dylan's advances with wit and determination...
That is, until recently, when Lycoris Entertainment was bought out by the Soranos, one of the Four Families of Morhen.
To make things worse, the Soranos bought out the company expressly to get Noel—on the very first day the company was handed over, Willy Sorano approached her, asking her to have a drink with him.
Noel was afraid to provoke him since his family is one of the Four Families of Morhen and did as she was told.
Willy, however, started to get touchy, even directly asking her to get in bed with him.
Noel was no pushover—she did not survive showbiz that long being one.
She bore the insult and recorded her conversation with Willy, intent on leveraging her way out of Lycoris Entertainment.
It just turned out Willy was even more ruthless and i his connections and every trick he had to strike before Noel could do anything. He even threatened her to do as he told her, or she would have no place in showbiz and zero public credibility.
At that point, Willy could really actually do whatever he wanted with Noel.
And given Frank's temper, his brow was creased after Noel told him the full story.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was not surprising now that she was so dejected—she was really desperate.
After sthought, Frank whipped out his phone to call Burt Yorkman, the top law enforcement officer of Riverton.
"Brother Lawrence." Burt was panting as if running at top speed.
"I need a favor, Burt. Do you have time?" Frank asked bluntly.
"I'm chasing down a wanted man at the moment, sir. Just nthe place, and I'll be there when I'm done here." Seeing that Burt was really busy, Frank decided against imposing and nodded. "I'm at The Dynasty. Drop by when you have the time." "Okay. Be there in thirty." As Frank hung up, Noel leveled him a puzzled look. "Who was that, Mr. Lawrence?" "You'll know when he gets here." Frank flashed a mysterious smile.
Burt was really a man of his word. He strode through the front doors of The Dynasty in just half an hour, his sleeves slightly stained with blood.
He strode toward Frank's seat, nodding. "You asked for me, Brother Lawrence?"
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