This time, no one could stay calm.They had rejected Sue's proposal before because leaving was no problem. But now that they had taken Sue's money, they would be humiliated.On the other hand, being alive was still better than being humiliated, and they therefore did not hesitate to leave.Sue then turned toward Frank and held a thumbs-up. "You're good!"Frank shrugged. "You'd be better at this than I am if you had my privilege too."Sue shook his head. "You're luckier than most, but you wouldn't be where you are now without resilience or composure. So don't be humble—you earned everything you have."Frank ignored her and stared at the stone table in the middle of the shack.It was as large as a marching drum and solid, weighing at least over a thousand pounds.However, Frank lifted it easily by holding on to the edge, moving it aside.If it did not kick up a few feet worth of dust as Frank dropped it, Sue would have thought it was not actually solid stone."Why don't you tak
Frank nodded. "That's right. Take me home.""Sure."Shanton was Sue's turf after all, so how could she let her guest leave without hospitality? People would laugh at her for that!"Why don't you wait a couple of days before you go?" Sue asked tentatively.Frank shook his head. "Nah. Maybe some other time."Sue had no choice but to take Frank in her Lamborghini, and they were once again at that service area half an hour later.As Sue parked and alighted, ready to get some champagne from the supermarket, she bumped into a face she did not want to see.Ian Laney leaned against his GTR, smoking as he dissed her. "If it isn't Ms. Fisher. It's only been a couple of hours, but you look terrible.""Keep barking."Sue had no intention to play his games and was going to turn and leave when he cut her off."Don't just run away!" He chuckled. "Forgive me for asking, but why are you leaving Shanton in such a hurry? Wait, don't tell me that you're transporting Lugh Frankton's ashes?" Sue
To think a man demonstrated regeneration right in front of Ian's eyes… talk about a paranormal situation!And it happened so quickly that it completely defied the principles of biology!"I-It can't be! That's impossible!"Ian shook his head repeatedly and kept telling himself that it was a dream, but he could not lie to himself no matter how hard he tried.It was reality, and it could not be denied, just like how the sun rose from the east!"Why can't it be possible, when relativity and quantum mechanics stirred such massive waves when they were introduced and eventually became the cornerstones of physics?" Frank asked.That crushed Ian's ego—it was true that Einstein's paper on relativity was unprecedented and beat out any accomplishments of his predecessors.It was simply how science worked—truth mattered, not authority!The person who demonstrated it did not matter—if it was the truth, everyone could learn from it.And seeing Ian's devastated expression, Sue scoffed. "It se
"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
Pow! Pow! Pow!The air in the room cracked.Yara struck with power and determination, exchanging over a dozen blows with Frank in no time at all.The latter had no intention to hurt, however, merely doing enough to defend himself.Even if he was not in peak condition, Yara was never going to best him."Stop it, Yara," Vicky snapped from the bed just then.Yara did as she was told, though she was also giving Vicky a wounded look. "That brat…""That's enough," Vicky said flatly. "Show some manners—Mr. Lawrence is here to help me."In reality, Vicky was upset with Frank as well, since Yara's father was her mentor.However, as the heiress to her family legacy and herself a martial arts prodigy, she should stay calm at all times.Moreover, she could immediately tell that Frank's abilities were outstanding when he exchanged blows with Yara, and that he was clearly holding back. That was why she told Yara to stop—Yara would definitely lose if he went all out.Naturally, Yara woul
"Are you done staring?" Yara could not help snapping at Frank, certainly able to see that he was staring fixedly at Vicky.Even if Frank proved his martial arts prowess, she suspected that he was taking advantage of Vicky, claiming that undressing her was for treatment.Frank smiled, showing no sign of embarrassment as he said earnestly, "I couldn't help staring just then. Ms. Turnbull is just that mesmerizing.""Haha." Vicky laughed. "Honest, aren't you?"She was actually surprised that Frank would admit to it so boldly, unlike self-proclaimed gentlemen who would never admit to their actions. Suddenly flashing a vague smile at Frank, she added, "You can look as much as you want if you heal me.""You don't have to. Beautiful things are unforgettable from the very first gaze," Frank said, shaking his head.Taking out a needle, his fingers brushed over the smooth skin on her chest, feeling a cool sensation just then.Vicky gasped and shuddered as he inserted the needle just abov