That was when Hadron finally remembered what he should say. "Where''s my wife now?"


    "Regrettably, she''s dead because of your negligence," Frank said bluntly.


    Hadron was stunned-while he thought his wife was beneath him, it was not easy finding one.


    Either way, he was single from now on!


    "You deserved it!" he bellowed, kicking Elizabeth''s corpse repeatedly in rage.


    However, Moxxi snorted in annoyance. "You can stop pretending-we know you''re notshing out over your wife. You''re just worried you have no one to count on from now on, no?"


    Hadron hung his head in silence.


    If it were anyone else, he would be ready to argue even if he had no cause.


    However, Moxxi was not just anyone else. She could kill Hadron with a single kick, and he was not about to push his luck!


    Will sighed just then. "What a pity-she was a good woman. Hadron, I''ve seen rotten people like you, but you''re still different from the rest, letting your wife die for no reason. You''d never have found out if these people never showed up!"


    As Hadron hung his head in silence, Will turned toward Frank''s group. "Thank you for this, but I''m sure you''re not just here to tell Hadron that, right? Is there something else?"


    Frank smiled. "I guess that''s why you''re so respected here. You''re sharp despite your age!"


    Will chuckled. "You''re too kind. I''m really nothingpared to you!"


    Frank nodded. "Well, let''s move on to business. Is there someone named Matteo Crass in Crasspore, the neighboring vige?"


    Will thought about it and nodded. "There is, and he''s around your age too. Quite the overachiever, as they say he owns several textile factories and is enjoying life every day while working with everyone in the vige to make a ton of money!


    "But there are voices of discord, iming that the textile factories were fronts, and that his sesses were thanks to unsavory means. It''s just a rumor, however, and I wouldn''t dare im any truth to it."


    Frank nodded. "I''m sure your son would be close with Matteo? You could ask him to invite him over!"


    "Of course!" Will nodded but soon added, "That said, I''m not sure my sonmands that much respect. I can pass your message, but there''s no telling if Matteo would ept his invitation."


    Frank had expected that anyway. "Would you mind asking your son toe?"


    "Oh, sure thing."


    Soon, Will''s son Casey arrived.


    Unlike Hadron, he appeared to be down-to-earth, though he flinched at the sight


    of the corpse on the floor. "Dad? What''s going on here?"


    "Oh, don''t worry about it." Will waved him off. "You''re acquainted with Matteo Crass, right?"


    "Yeah, what about it?"


    "Could you call him and invite him over to our house as a guest?"


    "Sure, but he''s usually very busy and probably won''t make it..."


    "It''s alright. Just call him."


    Casey did, and as Matteo soon answered, he said, "Mr. Crass? It''s me, Casey! There''s something I''d like


    talk t


    to talk to you about-could you make time to visit my house?"


    Matteoughed coolly in turn. "Why would I visit your house? I''m a busy man, and


    if it''s important, I''m at my factory. You cane over instead."


    As Casey shrugged at them, Frank asked for his phone and said, "Matteo Crass, right? Greetings!"


    "Who are you?" Matteo asked warily.


    "It doesn''t matter who I am." Frank chuckled. "Just understand that your crimes have been exposed. If you ( want to atone, thene here to Zurtbong to meet me,


    rthing


    would getplicated if I have to go over to see you."