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!

a natural beauty, while hers is

what he said, Vicky’s face was stuck in his mind constantly—her beauty was far beyond comparison, especially with

a good-for-nothing like Frank did not

other hand, Helen was clearly satisfied by what

Frank returned to Verdant

a Rolls-Royce parked outside the entrance with a woman wearing

to be Yara, Vicky’s bestie cum

she hurried toward him.

matter?” Frank asked

dark hair was left disheveled in the wind, as she had clearly been waiting for him for some time.

few inches over five feet, though

were interlocked and she kept fiddling with her thumbs, and she kept her head lowered, stammering for a long while

“You may speak

Can you teach me the technique

herself had personally experienced the power of Frank’s improved version of the Boltsmacker. He also treated Vicky, thus proving that there were

Yara wanted to learn the improved version as well, but unlike Vicky, she was no

Frank

your while, Mr. Lawrence.

back, remaining calm as he replied,

was left a little flustered. “Then… What

natural relics or other precious

shook her head.

“Enchanted weapons?”

left further

have to

and turned, ready to leave…

to her, “Hold on. Is it true that your

he is! Is there something I can help you with?” Yara exclaimed, blinking

the improved Boltsmacker, but you need to find someone for me,” Frank replied.

me who it is, and I’ll definitely

is Winter

she waited

was all Frank

that all you have for me?”

I have is her

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