The bar kicked to life once Willy left.


    "Shit, that brother actually sent Willy Sorano packing! Don''t underestimate Frank Lawrence now!"


    "Any rtion to the Lawrences, one of the Four Families of Morhen?"


    "He just might have!"


    "Damn, and I wasughing 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, shing an awkward


    fawning smile. "Sir, we''ve received your payment. I''ll inform the bank to return the remaining 900 million


    to your ount."


    "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.


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    ''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 dors they were talking about!


    People would go a lifetime without ever making that much money—the zeros in that number alone


    would leave one fainting!


    Soren turned toward Frank again and rejoiced in realization that Frank never even looked his way.


    Thank goodness he did not push his luck too far. He could not afford to mess with Frank, or the man


    would leave him pulverized!


    And remembering his jealousy toward the man left him in wry amusement.


    Jealousy?! He was not even fit to lick Frank''s toes!


    At the same time, The Spades had started to sing Bitch, and he realized that it was referring to him as


    well.


    Thoroughly humiliated and exasperated, he hung his head as he fled, unable to stay another second


    longer, and leaving the cked-out Mandy stillying in her seat.


    The Spades sang several other songs after Bitch.


    When it was over, everyone huddled around Frank,pletely ignoring Mandy as they toasted each


    other.


    "I didn''t think you were that rich, Master Lawrence!" Kat eximed, her cheeks flushed after just a


    ss of beer. "Where did that moneye from?"


    "Hmm... Some patient consultation fees, I guess." Frank shrugged.


    He did not mention the royalties he received from Lane Holdings or Grande Pharma—not that he would


    understand the numbers anyway.


    "What?! You''d get paid so much from visiting patients?" Kat was shocked, already nning to give up


    martial arts to take up healing.


    Lily was staring at Frank as well and said tentatively, "Thank you so much for helping us out today, Mr.


    Lawrence. We will return your money soon."


    "What? Why?" Kat refused right away, even snapping in righteous indignation, "We worked hard for


    that money!"


    "Kat." Rosa sighed helplessly. "Can''t you see that Mr. Lawrence just wanted to bail us out? We don''t


    deserve a cent."


    "Yeah."


    The other members of The Spades nodded unhappily too—they were not greedy despite their


    reluctance to give up the money. If anything, escaping Willy''s clutches was already amazing, and it was


    unreasonable to take Frank''s money too.


    "No, I won''t give it back," Kat suddenly said stubbornly. "It''s Master Lawrence''s tip, and this is a fair


    trade. It''s consensual, so why should we refund it?"