“What’s so funny?”Têxt

Frank frowned, really wondering if Alba was crazy.

Wait, maybe he was the son who was driven insane by Governor Quill’s death aura?

Nheless, Alba stopped laughing and leered at Frank in disdain. “You said you’re here to help my daughter?”

“I am.”

Frank nodded. “Your daughter tried to mess up a business transaction that I had, just to prove that she’s better, even taking all the merchandise with her. But she’s proven to lack both skills and brains and has ended up infected by parasites.

“Today is the final day for her to get cured. If she doesn’t and the eggs hatch, she’d be bug food.”