Chapter 1262

Hugh certainly would not give up on a chance to add insult to injury, and he chuckled coolly. "Heh. Never heard anything about that—he's just Vicky Turnbull's sugar baby. Someone like him attending a charity auction of such prestige?" "If I were you, Frank, I'd be hiding my face and running away instead of standing here and being stubborn. What an embarrassment to my family." The crowd turned toward Frank at that, laughing in disdain when they noticed that Frank's suit was just barely worth a few grand. "No way… Someone name-dropped the Turnublls?" "Didn't you hear what Mr. Turnbull said? He's Vicky Turnbull's sugar baby." "Tut, tut… No wonder." Ned was quickly glowering darkly when he heard them and stood in front of Frank as he snapped, "Mr. Lawrence is my friend. Anyone who messes with him, messes with me!" The laughter subsided a little, but the crowd was soon talking about something else. "No way! Standing up for a sugar baby?! The rumors about Ned Janko must be true!" "