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.”

with gratitude toward Sean.

surprised that Sean was willing to help her build another with

cap along, so she could present it as her

Helen,” Sean said smugly. “We’re friends, aren’t we? We have each other’s

tearing up from emotion—Sean was certainly proving himself to be a real friend with all his prowess, especially with the way he always came

her ex-husband certainly dulled in comparison. Perhaps letting her mother force Frank to divorce

Sean did not waste time hurrying inside the villa, though Helen

sitting

Sean promptly

think that was Frank in that car just now,”

living here is either rich

but

did not see the man’s face

drove straight toward Verdant Hotel, which was the grandest hotel

were eighteen floors spanning over 2,000 square meters, and

and led him to the front desk, booking the penthouse suite for

much,” Frank exclaimed in surprise. “I’ll

It’s exclusively for friends, and you can drop by whenever you like even if you find other places to stay. The hotel can cater

could see that he could have anything he wanted here the instant he stepped inside, what with the

room, she handed him the room card along with

a gold card, applicable to all Turnbull businesses. You can make any purchases you desire with this.”

exclusively for friends too?” Frank smiled as he

“No, it’s for important associates of my family.”

give me too much

Oh, the irony…

never gave him a thing in

had barely been a day since he

Vicky grinned. “And I hope

as she smiled, and certainly no one

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