Marriage Contract: Love Game With CEO

"William? Why is he here?" Elise blinked in surprise.

Felipe waved his hand dismissively. A scowl etched on his face as he snarled, "Tell him to go back. He's not going to see Frank either way!"

"Understood, sir." The old servant nodded and left.

"Alas!" Elise sighed. With the back of her hand rubbing her forehead, she quickly turned to grab the other woman's arm. "Why don't I help you upstairs, Nancy?" she suggested. "Don't worry too much about Frank." Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, she quickly restrained herself as she tightened her grip on Nancy's arm. At this point, they all had to keep themselves together.

"Okay." Nancy nodded. However, just as they were turning around, the front door slammed open. The harsh sound echoed across the hallway and everyone froze.

"Mr. Lan, please!" one of the servants yelled out. "You can't go in."

However, it was already too late. The young man had already rushed into the living room. His dark gaze swept across the room, holding so much intensity that it made everyone hold their breaths. Elise and Nancy turned around to look at the newly arrived guest.

"Uncle, Aunt, I'm so sorry to barge in unexpectedly," he quickly said. Although William looked completely worn out from the heavy bags under his eyes and the dazed glint in his eyes, there was something about him that intimidated the people in the room. Dressed in a black windbreaker, he looked even more domineering than he already was.

"What are you doing here?" Felipe sat on the sofa as his two hands rested on the crutch in between his legs. His face darkened immensely.

"Uncle, can you tell me where Frank is?" he asked, lowering his head respectfully.

"If that's the reason why you barged in here like a mad man, then you mig

face. He scowled in response and tightened his fist. "Don't try me," he murmured, but upon seeing that his warning had no effect on him, Frank threw his fist towards him.

Corbett quickly dodged and maneuvered his way to locking both the man's arms behind his back.

"Do you really think you can surprise me with that punch?" With a snort, he lifted his foot and tripped the man onto the bed.

Caught off guard, Frank's back was greeted with the cushions behind them. At the same time, Corbett captured this opportunity to lean towards him.

"Bang!"

When Frank looked up, he was met with Corbett's hovering face.

"You sure you want to fight me?" he whispered in his ear.

"Let me go!" Frank turned bright red at the insinuation and clenched his fists. He struggled under his grip.

"Nope!" Corbett's grin widened, like a lion after its predator.

"I said let me go!" Frank roared. Having enough of the man's arrogance, he quickly bent his legs and kicked at Corbett fiercely.

"Hey!" However, Corbett was already prepared for Frank's resistance. Just as his leg was about to swing his way, he quickly jumped out of the way.

"I'm going to kill you!" Frank quickly pounced at him.

The two switched their positions in an instant, with Corbett on the bed and Frank hovering above him. His eyes darkened, and the red rims beneath them became even more threatening under the dim light. "Do you want to die?"

Having his wrists pushed against the cushions, Corbett raised his eyebrow. "Do you really want me to die here?" He leaned in closer. "Then do it then."

Frank froze upon hearing his shameless words. Having enough of the man, he quickly got off of him and backed away.

"Bastard!" Frank snarled, letting out a string of curses under his breath.