Stilling his pounding heart, Urian did his best to look calm. "Where did you get this button?"
However, he had no idea that Frank's sharp eye noticed the flicker of panic he showed for a second.
He had a hunch right then that Urian was connected to the saboteurs who attacked Lanecorp's transport trucks.
In fact, he was in the loop and not just a supplier of clothes, or he would not panic like that.
It was just an instant, but Frank could see through Urian.
Bang!
Frank slammed his palm on Urian's desk, projecting an invisible pressure as he leaned close to Urian's pudgy face. "Mr. Reno, I'm asking you a question! Now, tell me—did you manufacture this button?!"
While Urian flinched from Frank's threat, he gulped.
Still, he came to his senses before he said anything—this was not right!
This was Longham Garments, his turf!
And since this place was his turf, why would he allow anyone to threaten him here?!
Even if he was up against Noel, Chet had already said it—Noel did not have any backing now.
What was he even afraid of?
With that in mind, his flustered reaction turned calm, and he glanced at Noel as he growled coolly, "Ms. York, you really should discipline your boy. This is my turf! Is this how you approach me with a request?"
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