They were both delighted to see a familiar face after so many years, and Gina quickly asked, "What are you doing here?""Oh, Mr. Yates just caught a cold and was admitted." Greg smiled. "I came to visit him.""Mr. Yates?" Gina asked in curiosity."Riverton commerce guild's chief, Timmy Yates," Greg replied.Gina was surprised. "You know him? What's the connection there?""Partners, I guess," Greg chuckled. "I started a pharmaceutical company two years ago and made bank, and I've just recently started talks with Mr. Yates in hopes of a partnership. It's only natural that I visit since he's sick.""Oh!" Gina exclaimed. "You've done well for yourself, partnering with a bigwig in just a few years since I last saw you. ""I was just lucky," Greg replied humbly. "So what brings you here, Gina?'Gina sighed and started rambling about her troubles seeing that Greg was her old classmate. "My daughter was admitted. She had the bad luck to cross paths with Leo Grayson, and his boss Finn C
Greg said, "Helen Lane. She's the owner of Lane Holdings and recently secured a partnership with the Turnbulls."Dan realized with a start and chuckled, "Oh, you don't have to worry about that—someone will be taking care of that. She'll soon make a full recovery."After all, Dan knew he did not have to do a thing since Frank was going to help Helen. In fact, if Frank could not help, Dan himself might not be able to do it."Uhh…" Greg had more to say, but Dan had already hung up."Grey? What did Mr. Zimmer say?" Gina quickly asked in turn."Oh…" Greg hesitated for a moment before telling her, "Don't worry. Mr. Zimmer has agreed to help your daughter, but it will be a while before he does. It will be fine, I promise."Gina was beside herself with joy. "Oh, thank you so much, Greg! Really, I didn't expect to rely on you again when it matters—you're as successful as you were before, acing grades and gym. You're the only one in our class who made it to college."Greg was absolutely r
Helen was sitting quietly on her bed, her phone put aside in silent mode.The screen suddenly lit up, and she promptly recognized the caller's number as Frank's since she had memorized it.She hung up without hesitation, thinking herself now a cripple and afraid to suffer Frank's ridicule.Frank called twice more after that, but she kept hanging up on him before blocking him.Just then, Gina entered with Greg, and she promptly asked, "Look who's here, Helen!"Helen, who was still depressed, promptly scowled. "Get out.""It's alright Helen. He's here to help…"Greg had already walked up to Helen before Gina finished, and he was certainly impressed inwardly with Helen's pretty face. To think that Gina's daughter boasted such natural beauty…What a shame that the facial scar ruined it, leaving her looking gruesome instead."Who are you? Get out!" Helen snapped angrily and picked up a pillow to throw at Greg."You probably won't remember me, but I used to carry you around when yo
Frank stepped out of Verdant Hotel, heading eastward to a restaurant.It was a nice place with not many people, and he preferred such a quiet spot.He ordered some of the restaurant's speciality and was just enjoying it when a commotion could soon be heard.Frank looked up to find Gina with a man he had never seen before.Gina looked around, and was nodding in admiration. "You have a really good eye, Greg. This is a good place.""Haha," Greg chuckled. "The owner used to be a vendor outside our school, and he's made it big now. You will enjoy this."Gina was sighing emotionally. "Yeah… You've really brought me back to our high school days, now that you've mentioned it.""Come, let's take a seat by the window. The view here is good," Greg said as he walked to the table next to Frank's, pulling out a chair in a gentlemanly manner for Gina.Gina nodded repeatedly, but her smile faded when she saw Frank. "What are you doing here?"Frank shrugged. "To eat. What else?"Gina snorted
Frank leered at Greg in disdain. "Who do you think you are, telling me to leave?"Gina snorted pompously. "Don't think you get to strut just because you are Vicky Turnbull's manwhore! Greg is Timmy Yates' business partner—even Vicky Turnbull would have to show him respect!""It's really nothing." Greg waved her off humbly before turning back to Frank. "Gina doesn't want to see you, so know your place and leave, or I'll make you."Frank smiled as he glanced between the pair. "So after all that, the geezer is just your new boyfriend? Don't push yourself when you're that old now, geezer. You should stay home and rest your age weary back.""You asked for this, brat!" Greg did not expect Frank to be that pompous and swung his fist at Frank's face.He had been a school athlete back in high school, and he was tough as nails despite his age. He was convinced he would be fine against some brat!Thud.Suddenly, Frank moved, catching Greg's fist and holding him still right in front of his
Gina said, "You're so forgiving, Greg.""There's no need to get petty with a lowlife," Greg said, putting an arm around Gina's shoulder.In reality, he was feeling a chill down his spine—he was lucky Frank left over something urgent, or there was no telling how things would end!Oblivious, Gina blissfully leaned into Greg's arms…-Meanwhile, Frank took a cab straight to Skystream Lodge and found Yara at the top-floor lounge.She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him. "You're finally here, Mr. Lawrence!""What happened?" Frank quickly asked."We were on our way to negotiate a business deal when a car rammed into ours," Yara said as she led the way. "Over a dozen hitmen leaped out of the other car, but they were no match for us, until one of them threw some sort of powder at Ms. Turnbull. She was fine at first, and then she suddenly collapsed…"Frank asked, "Have you asked for other healers?""Dan Zimmer's granddaughter has already checked," Yara replied. "She said it was
Janet was speechless and turned to check the time. "Well, since you're here, Mr. Lawrence, I think it's alright for me to leave. I still have something to attend to."Frank nodded but soon stopped her as he remembered something else. "Hold on, Ms. Zimmer.""Yes?"Frank took out the box of ointment. "If you can make time, I'd like you to deliver this.""Deliver? Where to?" Janet asked as she took the box. "I'll do it first thing tomorrow morning.""Lane Manor," Frank replied. "It's an ointment to remove scars—it's for Helen's face.""Why won't you deliver it yourself?" Janet asked, looking at him hesitantly.Helen was his ex-wife, so would it not be more appropriate if he did it?Frank scratched his head. "Things are hostile between me and the Lanes, and Helen's mother thinks that I'm incompetent. But I was thinking they would believe you if you were the one who brought it to her.""I see," Janet said in realization. "So I don't have to tell them that it's yours?"Frank nodded
Frank said flatly, "You were poisoned. Yara called me over to help."Vicky's heart raced in fear as she remembered what happened, and quickly asked, "Where's Yara?""She left, saying there's something urgent back home. She asked me to stay and take care of you."Vicky clenched her jaw. "That girl, I swear…"They were fortunate it was Frank who stayed. What would happen if Yara left her with another man, while she was still unconscious?!Turning back toward Frank with a charming smile, she said, "You didn't do anything to me, did you?""No," Frank replied, shaking his head. "You worry too much.""Hey now—I'm glad you stayed to take care of me," Vicky grinned, playfully sliding her pajamas off her shoulder. "I wouldn't mind if you really want it…"Frank rubbed his nose. "The more you do that, the less interested I'd be.""Honestly… Get out of here," Vicky snorted, pursing her lips—she had just made the vibe in the room a little playful, and he ruined it right then there.Romanc