Chapter 1271

But... It seemed that the visitor was an embodiment of patience. The rhythm of his knocking never ceased, and he continued for a very long time. Even when Lucille's room was ready and she laid down ready to sleep, Frank was still knocking outside. Feeling resigned, Lucille got out of bed and shouted at Jolene, who was waiting outside, "Go tell him to get lost before I lose it!" "Understood." Jolene had verbally agreed, but when she opened the mansion's door and saw the real Frank outside, a sense of primal fear clutched her. This was not someone she—or anyone else, for that matter—could easily offend. This was Frank Stewart, who was rumored as a ruthless executioner, who could easily take a life in a heartbeat. Fear rose in Jolene's heart, but she still followed Lucille's commands and relayed her message verbatim. Of course, it was an embellished retelling. "Mr. Stewart," started Jolene, "my boss said that you should leave immediately while she's still not angry..." There was no sign o