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Chapter 865

The bar kicked to life once Willy left. "Shit, that brother actually sent Willy Sorano packing! Don't underestimate Frank Lawrence now!" "Any relation to the Lawrences, one of the Four Families of Morhen?" "He just might have!" "Damn, and I was laughing so loudly… He's not going to hold a grudge, is he?!" As everyone spoke to each other all at once, Eder approached Frank respectfully, flashing an awkward fawning smile. "Sir, we've received your payment… I'll inform the bank to return the remaining 900 million to your account." "Good." Frank nodded and said nothing else. Beside them, Soren was left speechless as Eder basically prostrated before Frank, sweating all over his brow as his heart thumped. He suddenly remembered something he had read online… 'That's all the money you have, but it's no more than pocket change to me.' In the end, Soren was the clown—all the wealth his father ever had would not even match Frank's pocket change! After all, that was a billion dollars the

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