Love Contract
Chapter 100 Die Here

"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 might as well head back." He glared at William. "You're not allowed to see him again."

Hearing his words, William noted the change of expressions from everyone in the hall.

"Is something wrong with him?" he urged. "Did something happen?"

"You..." Felipe sputtered out in disbelief.

"I heard that he disappeared as soon as he had arrived," he cut off. "If he left on his own volition, he would've contacted me... But I haven't heard anything from him in the past few days... Did something happer to him?" "Hmph!" The old man snorted and shook his head. However, the grip on his crutch tightened under his questions.

Before he could tell him to get out of his house, Elise quickly cut him off. "William," she choked out, and suddenly, all the attention was on her. "Frank has been abducted."

"What?" Inhaling sharply, William stared at her, looking surprised.

Felipe slammed the clutch against the tiles, whirling around to look at his wife. He gritted his teeth. "Why did you tell him that?" he bellowed. "Do you think everything will be fixed once you tell him? What the hell's the use? You think he could go and save that imbecile? Well?" "I...

I thought..." Elise stuttered out, only to replace herself having no clue as to what to say. His harsh words had incited her tears as she gazed at the man before her. Her fingers twitched and her legs buckled. "Who took him away?" William demanded.

"It's none of your concern!" Felipe snapped. "This is family matter, and it's best that you stay out of it."

"Please, Uncle! Just tell me." So many thoughts ran through William's mind as he scourged for any reason why Frank was abducted. His fingers dug into his palms in frustration.

"I'll save him! Just please tell me where he is." He stared at the old man with so much intensity and determination that it could melt anything in his sight.

Staring at the scene before her, Nancy was shocked.

"Ha! You think you can go and save him?" Upon hearing his proclamation, Felipe could only laugh out in bitter rage. He slammed his fist onto his other palm and snarled, "Do you think you have the ability to save him? To break into their territory alone? Well?"

Lowering his head slightly, William didn't say a word. Instead, he simply endured Felipe's doubtful words.

"It's best that we handle it ourselves." He leaned back. "Do us all a favor and leave."

"I won't stop until I replace him," William warned, clenching his fists. "Even if you don't tell me anything right now, I'll know it soon enough. Goodbye!"

He was about to turn around and leave when a voice called him back.

"Wait!" Felipe's face contorted into one filled with helplessness and sorrow as he stared at the young man before him. "Isn't it enough that my daughter lost her life because of you? You want to kill my son too?'

At his words, William froze. It was as if his heart was cracked open, and the painful memories buried at the bottom had begun to make their presence felt again. He flinched, reeling back.

"I'm begging you," Felipe continued. His voice was already hoarse from all the talking. "Leave him alone. Don't see Frank anymore! For Sansa, please..."

Sansa...

His heart clenched. It felt as if a thousand needles had entered his skin and continually stabbed all his internal organs. The name had scoured through him like alcohol in his system, slowing everything before him.

"If you still remember the day she saved you, if you still care for her enough to return the favor, let him go! For all of us."

"I remember," William uttered, unmoving. "I remember promising her to protect her brother, and that's exactly why I have to replace him."

For a moment, silence had fallen upon them. Felipe collapsed back onto the chair and heaved a sigh. At this point, he knew that there was no point in arguing with the man.

"Do you want to know who kidnapped him?" he said gruffly.

"Who?" At last, William finally turned to look at him. "The Shadow Organization." Felipe gripped his crutch. "I'm only telling you this because you'll replace out soon enough. You must know who they are-what they're capable of."

"I know who they are." Who wouldn't? They were dangerous men, and they were definitely not one to be meddled with. Even then, it was weird for them to take interest in Frank... "Why did they kidnap him?" "You think I know?" Felipe banged his crutch against the ground angrily. "We've already sent our people there to ask them to release him, but all they said was that their young lord wanted to keep Frank as their guest. Those bastards!"

"A guest?" William pursed his lips. At this point, it all seemed ridiculous.

"We don't know why they've done what they did." He sighed heavily. "It's been two days, and we still haven't heard from them."

"Then I'll go meet them." He crossed his arms resolutely.

Felipe stomped his foot, pointing his crutch at him. "Have you not heard a single word that I've said?" he roared. "You already know what they're capable of! What if you've insulted them and they've done something to hurt Frank? What then? Do you want to return his corpse instead?"

William swallowed, but he said nothing in reply. Dealing with the Shadow Organization would be a dangerous task, but it wasn't something he couldn't handle...right?

Elise's weak sobs echoed across the living room, and he quickly shook his head.

"If I don't go, can you assure me that you'll have Frank back in one piece?" he said through gritted teeth. "It's dangerous whether I go there or not, but I can tell you that you'll have more of a chance in getting him back if you let me go there!"

"You!" Felipe was about to snap back, but he didn't know what else to say.

"I'll bring Frank back safely. You can count on my words." Bowing to them in farewell, William turned around and left. At this point, they would be getting nowhere if they continued arguing back and forth like this.

Staring at his retreating figure, Nancy couldn't help but scrunch her eyebrows at the sight.

Did she really come here to see the sight of such strong love?

A hand went to her stomach as she wondered whether it was a mistake for her to keep the child.

"William!" Elise was about to run after him, but before she could even take two steps, he was already far gone. She turned to Felipe, her eyes wide in panic. "What are we going to do now?" she asked. Felipe sighed heavily, pinching his nose in frustration. "I'm too old to stop him. Let's just hope that he could get him back."

In Maple Mountain of Tokyo.

Frank sat in the bare room where he had been staying for the last few days. Although the people around here weren't very enthusiastic, they were nice to him. They didn't look they were ready to kill him. Except for Corbett-that asshole just loved getting in his nerves.

Remembering the time how they had clung to each other, his face flushed bright red and his fists tightened. He suddenly had the urge to punch the nearest wall in the room.

"Damn it!" he murmured.

While he was lost in his thoughts, another man's voice came from outside. 'Speak of the devil,' he thought.

"I'll be coming inside."

At the announcement, Frank quickly scrambled to his feet, readying himself for whatever tricks the man had up his sleeves.

The door creaked open.

Corbett was the first one to walk in. Behind him were three women in kimono, each with a tray in their hands. It seemed that it was dinner time. "You may leave once you've finished setting it up," Corbett stated "Yes, sir." The three maids nodded and didn't say anything more. They quickly set up the plates and utensils on the small table.

Staring at the scene before him, Frank simply kept silent.

Once the three had finished, they quickly bowed one last time to their boss before scurrying out of the room.

"Come, it's time for dinner," Corbett called out.

Frank wrinkled his nose in disgust. "You're eating here too?"

"Yes."

"Then forget it," he snapped. "I'm not hungry."

Turning around, he walked back to his bed.

However, as soon as he reached his bedside, Frank could hear soft footsteps following behind him. 'What the hell does he want now?' he thought.

He turned around only to see that the man had his annoying grin on his 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.

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