Sally walked up to Frank, pointing at Callie. "You have to watch out for her. She's not all she seems—if anything, she must hold a grudge.""A grudge?" Frank was slightly confused—he had not done anything to deserve Callie's wrath, so why would there be enmity?Still, Sally was right about one thing—Callie was not all she seemed, which was why Frank kept her around, so that she would not cause him trouble like Sally did before."Don't try to drive a wedge between us!" Callie retorted indignantly just then. "I'll admit that my group covets the power of the Shagan spiritron vein, but we're not dumb. The man chosen by the Shagan spiritron vein is set, and it's not going to change easily."Even if you compartmentalize the power of the Shagan spiritron vein through science, you can't even harvest a tenth of its true power that its owner could wield. With that being the case, why challenge him, when an alliance suits everyone just fine?"Sally snorted and ignored her, then turned toward
Frank shrugged. "I know. Why else would she show up at Rudy's place? But she's right too—anyone good enough would understand that the Shagan spiritron vein has an attitude. They won't move against me recklessly."Sally smirked but said nothing—it was not surprising Frank was the man chosen by the Shagan spiritron vein, as his charisma really set him above the rest!She could be content with working for him too. Even if her ambition would be left unfulfilled, watching him crawl upward was just fine.-The next day, Aron Hampton was once again running into Frank's office frantically. "There's trouble, Ms. Turin! Many of our projects have been vandalized by some thugs overnight, and it looked like they'd planned it for a while! What should we do?"Jada did not even look his way and continued with her work as she said, "Got it. I'll sort it out myself—don't worry about it.""Are we going to war?" Aron asked, thrilled. He was certainly not satisfied after seeing Jada punching people
Alda could naturally see that Sayna was dissing her. "Leave, or I'll make you pay!"Sayna remained unfazed, even glancing at Frank.Seeing that look, Alda calmed down despite her feral fury.She really almost fell for it—she must never behave like an overbearing heiress while she was around Frank, or he would really get upset."Let's talk business!" Sayna said, changing the subject. "Mr. Frankton, I heard that Jada met up with a wealthy businessman… and beat him up?""Yes, as I've instructed," Frank replied, his tone suddenly turning cold. "Perhaps you'd like justice?"Sayna quickly shook her head. "Please don't misunderstand. I'm tactful unlike them, and I'd never challenge you! I'm just here to remind you that they're no pushovers, and they're ready to set a trap.""Well, that's new." Alda scoffed. "You make it sound like we know nothing!"Sayna ignored her. "Well, I'll just make it short. I'll inform you once they make their next move.""Do as you will," Frank replied, rema
"Don't worry about me, Ms. Quill," Alda told Nadia awkwardly after Sayna left. "I'm not trying to be mean to you—it's just your sister I can't deal with."While she did not have to, Alda was not as brazen like Sayna—if anything, she really preferred to remain respectable instead of being misunderstood."I understand." Nadia nodded. "Even before she came, my sister said that we should get along without any bad feelings, since your quarrel is with her and has nothing to do with me.""Good." Alda sighed in relief—Sayna could be likable when one thought about it, though Alda still would not like her anyway!Nadia then turned to Frank, asking, "May I have my own desk and computer?""Sure!"As soon as he finished, Frank arranged for someone to bring in an expensive desk and an Alienware PC for Nadia. Like Nadia had put it, Sayna could be difficult, but this was not about her, and Frank did not have to take out his frustrations on Nadia.And whatever her goals might be, Nadia would pro
Alda smiled. "Are you serious?""Of course!" Callie replied. She was actually joking, but she did not want to look bad and suffer Alda's contempt either and simply kept going."Well, if you say so. Don't regret it now!"Alda really loved stuff like this, however, and turned to leave.Gathering former members of the Cerulean Summit Legion, she had them stand in a line and picked five good-looking ones, taking them to Frank's office.Though they were a far cry from Frank, they were good-looking in their own way—they could even qualify for celebrities!"Manners!"At Alda's order, all five men bowed at Callie. "Hello, Ms. Wright!"Alda then spread her arms at Callie. "Go on, choose!"Callie smiled in wry amusement. "You're the respectable heiress of the Ingram family, but why do you look so good pimping? You'd be laughed at if word of this gets out!"Alda ignored her. "You're the one who asked to choose, and I brought the selection. Come on, choose!"Callie was not actually inte
The guest was actually afraid and sobered up somewhat as soon as Meg barked orders into her walkie-talkie.Still, he snapped, "What, do you want a fight? I'm telling you—even Mr. Frankton has to call me boss when he sees me!" After all, he really wanted to look good and refused to suffer anyone's contempt—especially not the manager of some insignificant karaoke bar.Otherwise, his reputation would suffer a blow if word got out!The guest was just trying to intimidate Meg with his bullshit and make her give up. If she just caved a little, he would do the same and leave right away.Regrettably for him, Meg was not a pushover, as she knew the guest's deal. There was no way he knew Frank, and he was insignificant on top of that—Meg was acquainted with plenty of rich people herself, and while there were troublemakers among them too, they were not like this guest.Even as the thought crossed her mind, Ida Cahn arrived with some bouncers, asking Meg, "What happened, Ms. Quill?""A gue
"Sign this to finalize your divorce if you have no further questions," the woman in a flowery dress said as she pushed a sheet of paper toward Frank Lawrence.They were seated at Lane Manor, and Frank's sharp brows furrowed as he stared at the divorce agreement before turning to the woman who was his mother in law, Gina Zonda. "What's this?"Gina folded her arms across her chest and said flatly, "Lane Holdings has just gone public—that means the gap between you and Helen are growing ever further apart. Since you're no help to her in her career, all you would do is tie her down, and it's therefore ideal for you to divorce her sooner."Frank smiled bitterly. "Is this what Helen thinks, or is that what you think?"Gina glowered. "This is what every member of my family thinks. Henry may have arranged this marriage between you and Helen, but we've been kind to you as you freeloaded from us over the last three years. Sign this if you know what's good for you."Frank inhaled deeply.For
As Frank strode out of Lane Manor, he turned to look at the place he lived at for three years.He had come here all alone and now left empty-handed.Just then, a Rolls-Royce sped toward him from a distance, stopping just beside him. The door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed sharply in a suit alighted, grinning broadly as he jogged up to Frank. "Mr. Lawrence…""What are you doing here?" Frank asked as he stared at the man—he was Trevor Zurich, the CEO of Trevor International. "I've recently partnered with your wife for a development project in West City, and I've come to discuss the details with her," Trevor admitted.Frank nodded but said, "There's no need for a discussion—Helen now has the Wesley family's backing and doesn't need ours, and she's no longer my wife.""What?!" Trevor exclaimed, flabbergasted. "What's going on?""Helen and I got divorced," Frank admitted. "From now on, there's no connection between myself and the Lanes."Then, turning toward Trevor and gen