Chapter 85

Vicky shot Gina a glare of disgust. "Shut up. I don't need you to tell me what to do." "Urgh…" Gina was promptly cowed by her outburst. "Y-Yes, you're right, Ms. Turnbull." Meanwhile, Trevor and his men surrounded and wiped out Finn's henchmen with minimum effort, and he was just coming out of the fire escape when he ran into Vicky. "Oh, you're here too, Ms. Turnbull?" Trevor exclaimed in surprise, before adding politely, "Actually, Mr. Lawrence didn't want to involve you with this one." "Mr. Zurich, you can dispense with the niceties," Vicky replied bluntly. "Why wouldn't I help when Frank is involved?" As she spoke, she slid a peek at the bodyguard standing behind Trevor—being a martial artist herself, she knew a thing or two about identifying martial elites. Given his bulky frame and withheld presence, it was obvious that he was strong—perhaps even stronger than Cliff. And a martial elite of such caliber was loyal to Trevor, whereas Trevor was loyal to Frank… Unable to hide