Frankie Brews was livid.
Was she sick?
What illness did she have?
Frankie Brews had her own private doctor who gave her a checkup every six months.
If she were sick, her private doctor would have informed her a long time ago. Who was William Cole to tell her?
"William Cole, you are just insane."
Frankie Brews gnashed her teeth.
But she didn't lose her temper immediately, instead she held herself back: "Considering you were introduced by my grandpa's friend, I won't argue with you."
"Now, immediately, apologize to Yasmin Fisher and Lenny."
Lenny stepped forward. He had taken off his jacket and was clenching his fists.
His knuckles cracked.
Lenny had practiced boxing. Despite being a graduate from a medical college, he had excellent physical fitness.
"Apologize!"
"Otherwise, I'll make you pay."
The threat was palpable.
William Cole furrowed his brows, just then, there was a commotion at the entrance to the private room, and a girl flushed red as she rushed in.