Vicky led the charge into Lane Manor, her heart skipping a beat when she saw all the corpses strewn around the courtyard.Before she could speak, she heard the gunshot from upstairs.When she and Yara Quill made it inside, she immediately found Luna cringing in a corner and Cindy cowering with her head beneath her arms.Jade was on the floor, having passed out, while Gina stood still, still clutching the vase."What happened here?!" Vicky then snapped at Gina. "Where's Winter?!"Gina came to her senses and appeared delighted to see Vicky even though Vicky was glaring at her.Forcing a smile, she began, "M-Ms. Turnbull… Did you know that Frank Lawrence had another lover—"Smack!Vicky slapped her across the face, not about to play along to her vileness. "Where's my sister?!" she demanded. "If anything happens to her, you and the rest of your family are dead!"Vicky's fury left Gina stupefied.She certainly could not say a word—Winter was supposed to be Frank's lover! How did
Frank murmured, "Good men shouldn't die like that.""Yeah." Vicky sighed, pausing as she remembered something else. "What about Helen? Does she know her mother kidnapped Winter?""I don't know." Frank shook his head. "I see…" Vicky murmured and got up to give him a gentle peck on the forehead, tousling his hair as she said, "As the CEO of Grande Pharma, I'm ordering you to take the week off—after that, you must come to work looking spirited.""Heh…" Frank chuckled bitterly. "Thank you.""Caring for employees' health is a CEO's responsibility. Anyway, just call me if anything comes up." Vicky smiled at him and started to leave the room.However, she opened the door to find that Winter had been eavesdropping.Leveling a cheeky smile at Winter, she asked, "What were you doing?"Winter blushed right then and quickly threw up her hands. "N-Nothing! I was just going to call you for breakfast… Would you rather I bring the soup to your room, Frank?"She really was a good girl.Still
Henry had killed himself, giving up his life in exchange for Frank's mercy."As long as the Lanes don't mess with me anymore, I won't bother going after them," Frank mused to himself. "We're all square now."It was Henry's last wish, because he understood at the very end that his family did not deserve Frank.Despite Gina's persistent claims that Frank did not deserve Helen, it was the other way round.-After breakfast, Frank started his daily training routine.His phone rang with perfect timing when he was done, and it turned out to be Burt Yorkman."What is it?" Frank answered."Bro—I mean, Mr. Lawrence! We're in trouble!" Burt cried urgently right then.Frank frowned. "What? What's the problem?""I-It's Quinn," Burt stammered. "S-She ran away!""Ran away?" Frank remained unaffected, even nodding. "Then let her.""What? But…" Burt's jaw hung open as he tried to speak and sighed after a long while. "Sir, her insanity was faked!""I know." Frank nodded again."What?!"
And just as Frank had predicted, Quinn did not even tell the Salazars before fleeing alone back to Sage Lake Sect.Pulling rank as the daughter of an elder, she immediately scourged through the sect's archives once she returned, her eyes flashing greedily when she found out why Mystic Sky Sect was massacred three years ago.Five-Peat Archaeus—immortality!And now, that opportunity was right in front of her, ripe for the taking!Drakon Salazar? Did he even compare to the temptation of immortality?!They were just in a relationship and not even married—and Quinn would never let Cloudnine Sect hog such providence!With that in mind, she slips away from her fellow apprentices asking after her, smiling spitefully as she strode into her father's parlor.-At The Dynasty, Helen was wearing a bareback black dress as she leaned against the bar.She was drunk, as she had been for the last three days.Naturally, she stank of alcohol and was barely coherent, and her vomit covered the flo
Helen whipped out a stack of neatly arranged papers and slammed them on the table, stammering, "G-Go on, take it—that's grandfather's will, and you can have your wish to return to the Southstream Lanes."Cindy promptly snatched the papers, though she kept smiling. "What are you saying, Helen? This isn't important—we're all worried about you!""Yeah." Gina frowned. "If you stayed like this, Lane Holdings would—""Mrs. Lane, Cindy."Gina turned, feeling saved when she saw the tall man dressed sharply in a suit who had just entered the bar. "Oh, Mr. Graves! You have to talk to Helen—we're just not getting through with her.""Alright. You should go home—just leave her to me," Chaz Graves replied, frowning in a rare expression of disgust when he saw what a mess Helen was. Still, he quickly hid it with a smile."Wonderful! You really come through for us when it matters, Mr. Graves!" Gina exclaimed in delight."Allow me to buy you drinks next time for taking such good care of us, Mr.
By cropping the security footage, Chaz made it look like Frank was really molesting Luna.And once he showed it to Gina and Jade, they both went mad and stormed Frank's hilltop mansion.Scowling deliberately, Chaz growled, "Look, Helen—even if you doubt me, you wouldn't doubt modern technology, would you? The cameras caught your ex-husband molesting your cousin, and you're still siding with him? Don't you think you're being unfair to me?"He was therefore shocked as Helen shook her head, smiling as she waved him off. "The video was too grainy, wasn't it?"Chaz grimaced but snorted. "So what? Even if your ex-husband was a healer, he refused to help Luna before since she and her mother had a fight with him. You were there, so how could you still doubt the facts?" Helen only felt thoroughly disappointed, her face appearing forlorn. "Oh, Chaz… Why would you keep lying to me?""Why would I lie to you?" Chaz retorted, even holding his fingers up. "I swear I'm absolutely telling the tr
Chaz slapped Helen across the face, leaving her seeing stars."You asked for it!" he bellowed. "Take her away!"While Helen was being shoved into a BMW, a black Maybach drove into The Dynasty's parking lot as well.Vicky was riding shotgun dressed in a bewitching purple dress, watching Frank as she asked, "Henry Lane's funeral will be held in a few days. Are you attending it?""Yeah." Frank nodded somberly. "He saved my life. No matter what the Lanes did, I'll send him off one last time."It has been three days, and he had gathered himself by now. Vicky nodded with a smile. Just as she was going to start talking about what they should drink, she frowned as she spotted a single stiletto in the middle of the parking lot."What the heck?"It was unusual, and her woman's intuition left her frowning.Ladies were sensitive toward brands after all, and Vicky could tell that it was expensive. Moreover, she had seen the size and design before…Screech!Suddenly, a black BMW that was
Vicky blinked as she watched Frank drive into the parking lot without a care. "What, are you really giving up on Helen?"Frank stayed silent as he stopped the car and alighted, making a beeline for The Dynasty.Vicky stood in his way right then and smiled. "Still nursing a stubborn streak? Look—I consider Helen my rival, but winning like this is boring. Get back in the car already. Also, I'm interested in what the Graves family is cooking.""Go if you want to." Frank started to stride past her.Vicky caught him by the wrist. "Running away solves nothing. Come with me—also, you're my bodyguard, and you'll have to explain yourself if I get hurt."Her pretty, mischievous smile left Frank nodding in exasperation—he really could not win against her.This time, Vicky drove and soon caught up to Chaz's BMW by the junction, waiting for the light. "Where do you think they're going?" Vicky mused."Do you have to ask?" Frank chuckled despite his frustration and pointed at White Court Hot