Chapter 6

A Rolls-Royce stopped beside Frank just as he stepped outside the Turnbulls’ villa.

Vicky alighted, asking, “Where are you staying, Mr. Lawrence? May I offer you a ride?”

Frank thought about it and sighed. “I was just planning to stay at a hotel.”

He did not own any house in Riverton, and he could not return to Lane Manor after his divorce with Helen.

“Oh…” Vicky did a double take but did not press the issue. “Then you’re in luck—we have over fifty hotels in Riverton. Allow me to arrange for a suite, so I can deliver you the wonderroot when it arrives.”

Frank thought about it and nodded. “Sure.”

He got into the backseat with Vicky while Yara drove, though she stopped at the gates.

“What’s wrong?” Vicky asked.

“There’s a car stopped ahead, and I don’t know what for,” Yara complained.

Frank peered out of the car window and noticed a man weaning a suit standing by the security booth.

“Please inform Mr. Turnbull of my arrival. Tell him that it’s Sean Wesley—my family owns a major business in Riverton.”

With those words, he whipped out a stack of hundred dollar bills and handed it to the security guard.

The security guard promptly nodded gratefully. “Yes, please wait a moment. I’ll inform Mr. Turnbull right away.”

Frank narrowed his eyes when he heard Sean’s name and studied the man just as Yara said, “It seems he’s here to see Mr. Turnbull.”

“Ignore them,” Vicky said flatly.

Outside, Sean was soon back in his car—the security guard allowed him to drive inside, as Walter clearly gave his permission.

There was a pretty face riding shotgun in his car—it was Helen.

“Don’t worry,” Sean assured her confidently. “I heard that Walter Turnbull’s daughter is bedridden, and I brought along a 100 year-old panacea cap for her. With something so divine, he’ll definitely help you secure that development project at the west side of the city.”

overwhelmed with gratitude toward Sean. “Thank

after Trevor called off their partnership and was naturally surprised that Sean was willing to help

along, so she could present it as

“We’re friends, aren’t

himself to be a real friend with all his prowess, especially with the way he always came to her aid whenever she needed help.

comparison. Perhaps letting her mother force Frank to divorce her was a smart choice.

not waste time hurrying inside the villa, though Helen glanced outside just as their car passed another.

a double take, since the man sitting at the backseat looked so

Sean promptly

Frank in that car just now,” Helen

guffawed. “This is Balmung Hill’s mansion zone, and everyone living here is either rich or powerful. What would your useless ex-husband be doing here?”

the car again, but she

the man’s face clearly. Maybe it was just a

toward Verdant Hotel, which was the grandest hotel in Riverton.

were eighteen floors spanning over 2,000 square meters, and two lion statues grandly adorned the front entrance.

him to the

exclaimed in surprise. “I’ll just be staying

you like even if you find other places to stay. The hotel can cater to your needs as well—food,

here the instant he stepped inside, what with the spacious lobby decorated with such

Vicky got him a room, she handed him the

is a gold card, applicable to all Turnbull businesses. You

Frank

as well. “No, it’s for important associates of my

too much credit.” Frank

Oh, the irony…

thing in

since he met Vicky, but she had already given

consider you a friend.” Vicky grinned. “And I hope you’d

eyes narrowed as she smiled, and certainly no one could read the thoughts

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