Frank didn’t give the woman any time to fight back. Edgar split his hands and grabbed her shoulders. Edgar could dislocate her shoulder easily with a little force.
Even Edersen became defenseless if he did that, let alone a woman he didn’t even know. But he didn’t do that. Edgar grabbed the woman’s shoulders, took a side step to walk behind her, and twisted them.
The sound of the breaking bones echoed in his ears.
Frank broke her arms, and the woman moaned in pain.
The severe pain made the woman lose control of her body and kneel on the ground. Her face turned pale in agony, and she was shivering, unable to move.
Frank kicked her on the back, and the woman rolled on the floor and hit the wall.
Natasha came back to her senses at that time. She was still in shock. This kind of fight was not something she could get involved in.
“Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?” Frank asked with a sneer as he looked at the woman.
She was still disoriented from the pain. The buttons of her blouse were gone, and Frank could see her cleavage and plain black bra.
The woman forced herself to sit up, looked at Frank coldly, and said, “You killed my master, and now you are asking me who I am?”
Frank puzzled for a second, then asked again, “I have killed a lot of people recently. Who was your master?”
His words were too arrogant and infuriating, but he was telling the truth. Edgar had killed a lot of people recently.
The woman took a deep breath and answered, “My master is Andrew Wambrick! Head of Dracodise from Rikkus!”
Natasha gloated, “Karma is real, Frank. You messed with too many people, and now all of them want your head!”
“You would’ve died by now if I hadn’t fought back. So why are you being sarcastic? You will pay for what you said later!”
Frank didn’t want to see Natasha get cocky. Thus, he sneered and retorted coldly.
Natasha’s face darkened as she heard Frank’s words. Her body trembled slightly. She knew what Frank meant by “pay for it later”. She had already been traumatized by it.
“Since you are here to seek revenge, you must be prepared to die,” Frank said calmly while taking out a pistol from his waist.
Then he loaded it and pointed at the woman.
The woman looked at the gun in despair and gritted her teeth. “I only hate myself for being incompetent and failing to kill you!”
Frank pulled the trigger, but it made a clicking sound.
Frank smiled smugly. “You’re lucky that it got stuck…”
Janice, the woman, was taken aback for a moment, and then she sighed with relief. No one wanted to die, and she was no exception, although she had thought about getting killed before she met Frank.
“You were the one responsible for the bottle of poisoned wine in Freeview Hot Springs last time, right?” Frank confirmed.
Edgar and Wendy had met at Freeview Hot Springs. They drank some wine and one of the bottles was poisoned. But it didn’t affect him at all.
Janice sneered. “What a pity! Why didn’t it kill you?”
“Actually, I noticed you in Freeview Hot Springs that day. So I remembered who you were the moment I saw you today. Otherwise, I was caught off guard, and you could’ve hurt me!”
Janice looked gloomy and did not say anything in return. She had failed and fallen into Frank’s hands. She was at his disposal at that moment.
“You almost succeeded. Try harder next time!” Frank commented.
Janice was pissed. She had never seen a man so full of himself as Frank.
Natasha grinned. She knew Frank better than anyone and was too familiar with that smug impression of his.
“I am not going to kill you,” Frank spoke out.
Janice didn’t respond.
“It’s meaningless to kill you, and I don’t get any satisfaction from it,” Edgar shrugged and said casually, “Besides, I didn’t kill your master. I just did to him the same I just did to you! So, there is no need to kill you.‘’
“Are you denying it? You don’t even have the balls to admit what you have done?!” Janice shouted.
Frank shook his head and replied, “I don’t need to explain anything to people like you. Let’s go, Ms. Porter…”
Then Frank and Natasha disappeared from Janice’s view.
Janice watched them leave in a daze.
“I know you’re not a soft-hearted person. Why didn’t you kill her? Could it be that you felt pity for that woman because she is pretty? You make me sick!” Natasha mocked.
“Of course not. She is pretty, but not as pretty as you! She is not a threat anymore. Why should I kill her? Besides, I really didn’t kill Andrew.”
“Even if Andrew didn’t die at your hands, people still won’t believe you. The words were out. Everyone is saying you killed him!”
Frank smirked. “I know, but I don’t care. They can come and try to kill me if they have balls.”
Natasha understood why Frank didn’t kill Janice. Edgar wanted to send a message to the outside world. Edgar was telling the people who wanted to kill him what would happen after they failed.
Perhaps he also wanted Janice to tell others that he didn’t kill Andrew. Although not many people would believe him, it still could make them wonder.
Natasha’s heart sank She realized Frank was not reckless at all. Edgar was very smart, and even she couldn’t read him through sometimes.
“Let’s go to Freeview Hot Springs. I want to see you in a bikini,” Frank said with a smirk
If anyone had dared to make such a rude request in the past, her bodyguard would have already slapped that person in the face. But now, she must agree with whatever Frank said. She couldn’t afford to provoke Frank. If she refused, the Porter Group would face bankruptcy.
Frank knew it was despicable of him to threaten her, but it worked. It was undoubtedly a very enjoyable thing to bathe in hot springs in winter, not to mention seeing Natasha in a bikini.
When they arrived, Frank asked everyone to leave, put a “Do not disturb” sign on the door hands, and started to make Natasha pay.
The sex in the water was steamy and fierce, and when they were done, there was water everywhere.
Natasha soaked herself in the water silently, hugging her knees in a daze as if the water could wash away the humiliation that Frank had brought to her.
“Not too bad. But remember to raise your ass higher next time!” Frank tilted her chin and ordered.
Natasha didn’t even bother to glare at him anymore. She acted calm and nonchalant.
Frank didn’t care about Natasha’s mood. Edgar put on his robe and opened the door to leave the room.
Natasha turned her head curiously and saw Wendy standing outside the room.
Then, she heard Wendy ask, “It’s over?”
Those three simple words ignite her anger instantly.
