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.”

breathed a sigh of relief, overwhelmed with gratitude toward Sean. “Thank you so much for this, Mr. Wesley.”

and was naturally surprised that Sean was willing

panacea cap along, so she could present it as her

friends, aren’t we? We have each other’s backs.”

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 to her aid whenever she needed help.

dulled in comparison. Perhaps letting her mother force Frank to

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

since the man sitting at the backseat looked so much like

promptly asked.

in that car just now,”

is either rich or powerful. What would your useless ex-husband

car again, but she

only looked outside and did not see the man’s face clearly. Maybe

toward Verdant Hotel, which

2,000 square meters, and two lion statues grandly adorned the front

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

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

“No worries, Mr. Lawrence. It’s exclusively for friends, and you can drop by whenever you like even

wanted here the instant he

she handed him the room card along with a gold card.

Turnbull businesses. You can

too?” Frank smiled as

well. “No, it’s for

much credit.” Frank chuckled

Oh, the irony…

a thing in their

other hand, it had barely been a day since he

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

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

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