The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 906

The banquet hall erupted in an uproar at Glen's outburst.

"What?! Someone killed Les Turnbull?"

"No way, he's dead? And that brat killed him?!"

"That's the son of the family head we're talking about… Who the hell let him in here?"

Frank could feel everyone's eyes on him.

He glanced coldly at Walter in turn and said calmly, "Yes, I killed him."

"How dare you!" Glen bellowed, clearly unable to retrain his own wrath.

That man had killed his beloved son and would strut on his own turf freely like it was nothing?!

How would he hold his head high if word got out?

Nonetheless, Frank was laughing out loud and shaking his head. "Then did you read the part on why I killed him? You're a real failure of a father."

Everyone swore they could hear Glen's teeth gnashing.

Frank ignored him, however, and turned toward Walter, sighing in disappointment. "Shouldn't you be standing up to explain the facts? I remember how you bravely volunteered that you'd speak with your own brother personally… Why are you cowering now?"

"I…" Walter was left clenching his cheeks, pain swelling in his gut.

It would have been fine if it was just Les—he was just Glen's bastard and had a troubled reputation in the family. His death was at best inconsequential, and Walter could at least defend Frank's actions.

"Not like that?" Vicky laughed despite herself. "Neil was conspiring with the Salazars of Sunny City and the Graves of Riverton. They were going to kill Frank first before working together to seize my company."

Turning to Titus, she asked, "You were there, Titus. Tell them—was I speaking the truth?"

"Hmm?"

Titus frowned as everyone turned toward him, but he chuckled, shaking his head after some thought. "Have you forgotten, Vicky? Mr. Lawrence crashed the wedding at Graves Mansion and was on a warpath, and Neil was just an innocent life lost in the bloodshed. Are you really blaming Hans Schnee for that? I know you have feelings for Mr. Lawrence, but you shouldn't side with him—Neil is your family, y'know."

"What?!"

The crowd of Turnbulls glared at Frank furiously after Titus crafted another version of what had happened on the spot.