Chapter 582

Frank shoved his phone into his pocket and strode to the edge of the crowd. Trystan was being fawned over by the mourners. "Get out here for a minute!" His voice was a low, menacing growl. Perhaps because of all the noise around him, Trystan seemed oblivious to his words. Frank's anger boiled over, and he shouted across the crowd, "Trystan, get the fuck out here!" The venue fell silent, with all eyes turning to the Lawson brothers. Bianca quickly stepped forward, intercepting Trystan. "What's going on?" Trystan tried to placate her. "It's nothing, Mom. I'll talk to Frank for a minute." However, Bianca's eyes were fixed on Frank's furious expression. She knew something was wrong. She tried to intervene, "Frank, can't this wait? It's Grandpa's funeral today." Frank's response was icy. "Mom, stay out of this. I need to teach this punk a lesson." With that, he grabbed Trystan's collar and started dragging him toward the exit. She was horrified. The prominent figures of Sunville we