It was only then that Helen noticed the camera above her, with a red bulb flickering repeatedly.Meanwhile, Vicky continued, "To be honest, I really don't want to give you the Western Project. It's therefore a shame that someone doesn't want Lane Holdings to fall apart, and I can't do anything about that—so come by Turnbull Tower in a couple of days to sign it."Helen, however, could not bring herself to celebrate despite being told she had the contract.Instead, she was snappy as she demanded, "Spying is a bad habit, Ms. Turnbull."In the security room, Vicky merely giggled. "I can find out how many times you used the ladies' room in a day if I want. I'll let it go this one time, so watch out if you badmouth me again."Beep, beep, beep—As Helen quietly hung up, Gina asked in confusion, "Who was that?""Vicky Turnbull."Gina's eyes promptly lit up. "Really? What did she say?""She told me to sign the contract at Turnbull Tower in two days," Helen replied exasperatedly. "She s
Sean said just then, "Don't bother with that bonehead, Helen—it's been a long day, and you must be tired. I've booked us a VIP room at the hotel, so why don't you and your mom get some rest?""Yeah, of course—I'm so tired." Gina promptly agreed to it and started to pull Helen along. "Let's go, dear."Helen stood still, however. "Mom, no." She knew very well what Sean wanted, but she was not ready to start a new relationship now.Gina shot Frank a look. "What do you mean, no? There's no husband waiting for you at home. Why bother?"Seeing his chance, Sean promptly pressed his advantage. "That's right, Helen. We could also chat about the agreement tonight."Though Frank appeared neutral as he stood nearby, his words were filled with anger. "Word of advice, Helen—go home."She had just divorced him a couple days ago, and he had to watch her get a room with another man already?!"Don't you mess with me, you brat!" Sean growled through his teeth as he glared at Frank.Gina was sho
There was a single table in the hall, with many men already seated around it.Vicky smiled. "Let me introduce you, Frank. This is Gerald Simmons, Riverton's Chief of General Affairs."The middle-aged man with a square jaw nodded at Frank, and he nodded in turn. "Mr. Simmons."At the same time, Vicky worked her way around the table, introducing the guests one after another, each of whom were rich and important Riverton individuals."Chief of Riverton's commerce guild.""Head of Riverton's Skyblade Dojo.""Owner of Flora Hall."After Frank greeted each of them, Vicky finally introduced him. "This is Frank Lawrence, whom I mentioned earlier."The Head of Riverton's Skyblade Dojo said, "I see that you're a seasoned martial artist.""You flatter me," Frank replied humbly. "I just know a thing or two."Vicky had naturally left Frank's improved version of the Boltsmacker unmentioned while telling Yara to keep it a secret.After all, it would be a slap in the face to Yara's father i
There was unwavering confidence all over Frank's face. "That's not all, Mr. Simmons. You would wake up every morning with sore muscles and enfeebled limbs."Gerald inhaled deeply and looked solemnly at Frank. "How'd you know?"The brat had yet to examine him in any way—did Vicky tell him about his symptoms earlier?"It's all written on your face, Mr. Simmons," Frank said flatly.Geral snorted. "My face? Then tell me, what is my affliction?""A coronary artery disease," Frank said bluntly. "If it's a serious case, I estimate that your condition will worsen in three days, so you should seek treatment as soon as possible."The hall was left quiet for a moment by those words before everyone started laughing out loud.Vicky narrowed her eyes in turn—did Frank make a mistake? That should not be!Just then, the head of Riverton's Skyblade Dojo beckoned at Frank and chuckled. "Vicky told you about Mr. Simmons' condition earlier, didn't she? You have the symptoms right, but you never me
At the same time, Peter was groaning and moaning on a bed at Riverton General. He was unable to move with his entire arm plastered, while Gina was sobbing, her heart broken. "What happened, Peter? Who hurt you?"Sean added indignantly, "Tell me who it is. I will settle the score for you.""Who else?!" Peter cried. "It's that b*st*rd Frank Lawrence!"Helen was taken aback. "But Frank's been at Verdant Hotel the whole time…""He sent his goons after me!" Peter growled through his teeth.In reality, Barney gave him a thorough beating just as he was ready to join them at Verdant Hotel. While Barney himself did tell Peter that Frank sent him, Peter did not mention the fact that he sent Barney to hurt Frank in the first place.Even so, only Helen found his story suspicious. "Why would Frank send people after you?"She knows that Frank was not that petty and would not have Peter beaten up just because he did not like him.Peter started to stammer right then, "H-He's jealous of me… W
Frank shook his head. "Nope."Helen breathed a sigh of relief, and her knuckles eased. Looking apologetic just then, she said, "Frank, I'm apologizing on behalf of my brother. Peter was being unreasonable—don't stoop to his level."For them, everything was bygones after their divorce. That was why she did not want her family to start harassing Frank."I won't. He should stay away if he knows what's good for him," Frank said with a snort."I will warn him," Helen agreed.As she picked up Peter's medicine and left, Frank did not stop her as she slowly ventured into the distance.Suddenly, a blond youth intercepted her, grinning. "A moment please, Ms. Lane."Helen stared at the impudent youth warily. "Who are you?""Who I am doesn't matter," Blondie said with a smile. "My boss has admired you for a while and would like to have a chat with you."Helen studied Blondie just then.The hair dyed platinum blond, ear piercing, elaborate tattoos, and leather jacket all indicated that
Sean certainly could not help smiling as he reveled inside. 'What a perfect damsel-in-distress plot! I guess someone up there really likes me… This will definitely seal the deal!'On the other hand, Blondie was clutching his chest. Knowing that he could not beat Sean, he pointed at him and snapped, "You prick! Don't you dare leave town! My boss will come soon and beat you to a pulp!"Sean simply put his hands on his hips charismatically. "Sure, I'll wait right here. Try to grow a pair if you don't come back."Blondie was surprised that Sean was still talking tough and hurried to get help."Hmph." Sean snorted in disdain before turning toward Helen with a look of concern. "Are you alright?"Helen nodded stiffly, her eyes fixed on Frank nearby.She was convinced that Frank would step up to save her when it mattered, but in the end, he merely stood there, unmoved.She was certainly disappointed, but perhaps he really did not care about her anymore.Sean followed her gaze and fou
Inside Riverton General, Helen was leaning against the hallway, her head lowered in thought.Sean approached her, asking affectionately, "What's on your mind, Helen?""Nothing," she replied."Please don't tell me it's Frank," Sean said tentatively. Helen smiled begrudgingly and shook her head. "Why would I be thinking about him?""Yes, of course," Sean promptly scoffed. "He's trash—you should forget about him. I mean, you may be his ex-wife, but he actually refused to help even when he saw that you were in danger. You can't depend on men like him."Helen nodded in agreement, and seeing that, Sean promptly whipped out the diamond ring he had prepared in his pocket.Looking upon Helen lovingly then, he said, "I bought this for you—it's the latest design from Pegasus Diamonds. I wanted to give it to you as a gift after you got that contract from the Turnbulls, but I didn't have the chance."Helen was stunned. "What is this, Mr. Wesley?""Do you really not get it?" Sean's blazing