Henry’s miserable reaction was not lost on Frank.

However, even if Henry was willing to accept him, his family was not.

It was as if his marriage with Helen was a family affair and not between just the two of them!

“No, Gramps. I think this is it,” he said, and left without looking back.

Henry wobbled and almost fell.

Helen reacted quickly and hurried forward to catch him, and she found that his eyes were unfocused as he muttered repeatedly, “It’s over… It’s all over… It’s the end for my family…”

Helen was left miffed by his words. “What are you talking about, Grandpa? To tell the truth, Sean went out of his way to help me build a partnership with the Turnbulls earlier today. Our family would rise to stand among the elites in Riverton.”

“Hah!” Henry scoffed coldly. “That Sean Wesley whom Frank was talking about?”

“Exactly,” Helen replied.

“He’s not even worth a fart compared to Frank,” Henry growled as he stormed back to his room, having no mood for dinner anymore.

Helen sighed as she looked on. “What delusions did Frank feed him, honestly?”

“Who cares?” Peter chuckled. “This suits us just fine—we don’t have to hide your divorce from him now.”

He was certainly feeling gleeful—without the old man’s protection, there was nothing stopping him from getting back at Frank!

Helen shot him a look, and asked, “Who’s that woman with Frank? The one you mentioned.”

“I don’t know,” Peter replied, scratching his head. “But she’s seriously beautiful, like one in a billion…”

Helen frowned. “More beautiful than me?”

Peter’s words left her insecurity gnawing.

She definitely did not hope for Frank to have another woman at his side, especially one who was more beautiful than she was!

put it…,” Peter was suddenly stuttering. “You’re a natural beauty, while

what he said, Vicky’s face was stuck in his mind constantly—her beauty was far beyond comparison, especially with those ladies at the nightclub he frequented!

left him fuming, however, as a good-for-nothing like

other hand, Helen was clearly satisfied by

when Frank returned to Verdant

outside the entrance with a woman

out to be Yara, Vicky’s

she hurried toward him. “Mr.

Quill. Is something the matter?” Frank asked as he

bright blackness. Her dark hair was left disheveled in the wind,

though she still appeared

fingers were interlocked and she kept fiddling with her thumbs, and she kept her head

chuckled. “You may speak

then. “O-Okay… Can you teach me

Frank’s improved version of the Boltsmacker. He also treated Vicky, thus

unlike Vicky, she was no prodigy who could learn a

that.” Frank smiled.

it worth your while, Mr. Lawrence. There’s 500,000 in here—the

behind his back, remaining calm as he replied, “Money’s nothing to

flustered. “Then… What

natural relics or other precious herbs?”

her head. “No.”

“Enchanted weapons?”

further dejected. “No.”

have to say no…”

and turned, ready to

on. Is it true that your father is

I can help you with?” Yara exclaimed, blinking

can teach you the improved Boltsmacker, but you need to

exclaimed excitedly. “That’s easy. Just tell me who it is,

is

waited for the

that was all Frank said.

that all you have for me?”

All I have is her

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