Frank did not reject the other ladies because he at least somewhat knew them, but that was not the case for Sue.First of all, she remained a mystery, and even if her identity was clear, she was clearly not all she appeared to be.Moreover, her family was far richer than the Ingrams, and she would definitely have met plenty of handsome men. As such, why would she be so interested in Frank after only just meeting him?Even Alda only wanted to give herself to Frank after he saved her life.As such, it made sense why Frank would rebuff Sue's advances.Still, Sue was getting frustrated. "You really can't tell what a man's thinking. So many men would like to get it on with me, but not him? Damn him!"While she was not tall, her figure was still curvaceous, unlike those lanky types, but Frank was still not interested!Meg smiled. "They always come around. Patience, Ms. Fisher—take your time.""Take my time? Did you?" Sue shot back.Meg shrugged—it was no big secret. "Well, it's more
"Hey, if it isn't the famous Ms. Fisher!"The driver of a GTR that was queuing at the next row lowered his window and whistled at Sue.They were not acquainted, but they were sports car owners, and there was only one Lamobrghini known to prowl Shagan. That was how he knew it was Sue.Sue lowered her window too. "Don't give yourself too much credit now!"And with that, she closed her window, ignoring the driver—not all men were Frank and able to get her to lower her pride.On top of that, he was just driving a salaryman's sports car, which meant he was not all that rich.As such, Sue would show him no mercy.Still, the GTR driver was bent on provoking Sue. "Impressive, Ms. Fisher… you're just as feisty as the rumors say! Race you to the service area!"After all, Sue was a rare beauty and rich at that—he was not about to miss out on a chase to show off!Sue really would have cold-shouldered that GTR driver entirely, but she was still frustrated after Frank rejected her last nigh
Sue alighted and smiled at the GTR driver. "You're just too young to understand certain things."As she finished, she glanced pointedly at Frank—she really was in a bind, and they would have crashed if Frank did not intervene in time.Still, she had included Frank in her calculations even before she pulled her stunt and was therefore not that worried."I see… I guess I lack vital experience!" The GTR driver nodded. "I'm sorry if I had been insulting before, Ms. Fisher. Can I buy you lunch as an apology?"Sue glanced at the sun, which had not even risen above the mountains, and shook her head. "Sorry, but I just had breakfast. Not hungry!"With that, the GTR driver had no choice but to leave. He could press his luck if he won, but his skill had proven lacking when he was beaten at the very last second. It seemed that he would have to train more and beat Sue eventually!With that, Sue returned to her Lamborghini and stopped at the gas station, sighing. "Sport cars are great at ev
"Ahem!"Sue cleared her throat, dragging Igor back to reality.He quickly apologized. "Sorry, I can be a little tactless… Please don't take offense.""It's alright!" Frank shrugged. "Just show me the results of your research.""Alright, this way please!"Igor led Frank into the mansion and instructed some of the scientists to help with the demonstration.They were perfectly calm as they worked, even chatting while they did."Who's the dude? Ms. Fisher has never brought anyone here before… except him!""You don't know, huh? He's Lugh Frankton, a big shot in Shagan! I'm sure you've heard of Pax Jaric, but that guy somehow snapped or something and gave Lugh everything he had!""Pax Jaric? But he's just a town-level bigwig. He doesn't hold a candle to Ms. Fisher!""Nah, that's not the whole story. Check out his ring… Word has it that it's a classified item!"-And while everyone was working, Igor gave Frank a rundown on their successes."There are no human trials just yet. We'
Seeing that Sue was livid, Igor promptly told the staff to turn on the projector screen and play the recording of the experiment for Frank.It was a time-lapse video, showing that in just three days, a lab rat with its rear leg miraculously regenerated moved around like nothing happened.The later footage of macaques showed the same result, and some of their arms were significantly stronger after regenerating, with one almost punching through the tempered glass.Sue sighed in relief—thank goodness Igor actually produced results, or she would be humiliated.Turning to Frank, she asked, "So? Is the result acceptable?""Sure." Frank smiled and nodded.Regeneration had been a challenge that medicine had tried to surpass but failed. Still, with lost limbs being a start, the logical next step was organs—even the brain. Moreover, Theseus' paradox did not apply here. Judging from how the macaques and the rats could move soon after regenerating, the new limbs inherited the muscle memori
"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
Frank was napping in Trevor's car when his phone rang, waking him up.Seeing that it was Helen, he answered and promptly heard her asking coldly, "Frank, are you with Mr. Zurich right now?"Frank glanced at Trevor, who was sitting beside him. "Yeah."Helen took a deep breath to calm her rising blood pressure—it seemed that Peter was not lying!"You disappoint me, Frank," she growled. "If you're upset, you can tell it to my face—why backstab my family?"Frank rubbed his temple as he replied, "Would you believe it if I told you that I didn't?""Then why would Mr. Zurich leave right after arriving at my doorstep?!" Helen demanded. "He also annulled our partnership!""Trevor's decision is his own and has nothing to do with me."Convinced that Frank was a coward and would not admit to it, Helen was left seething and growling at every word. "You really disappoint me."Frank's voice suddenly turned cool as well. "It seems all you care about is what you want to believe and not the act