Frank chuckled. “Why would they be jealous? I’m not a fellow suitor.”

“That’s true.” Yara conceded and sighed. “But Vicky has a fiance too. Are you sure he won’t get the wrong idea? Moreover, he’s the heir to the Lionhearts, an important family in Morhen—that man is known to be ruthless, made evident with certain suitors for Vicky disappearing under mysterious circumstances.”

Being Vicky’s bodyguard, Yara was naturally privy to certain secrets.

She would rather not see an amazing martial artist like Frank get himself killed. That was why she was being nice and warned him—there were others in Riverton who could destroy Frank aside from the Lionhearts.

“Hmph.” Frank snorted with a look of disdain. “I’m fine as long as they don’t provoke me. If they do, they’ll find themselves less lions than lambs.”

Yara gulped.

That was certainly a bold claim, though she wondered if Frank could remain so when the Lionhearts really came for him.

Either way, she had nothing to add after saying that much.

Early next morning, Helen had just woken up when she got a call from Sean.

“Good news! Mr. Turnbull’s daughter fully recovered yesterday!” he exclaimed.

“She did?!” Helen was immediately excited.

“Yeah, I didn’t expect the panacea cap to be so effective.” Sean laughed. “You are now the savior of the Turnbulls’ heiress, Helen!”

Helen was certainly thrilled—Lane Holdings had nothing to worry about now that the Turnbulls owed them a favor!

Breathing out lengthily to quickly calm herself, she said, “Thank you so much for this, Mr. Wesley.”

“Oh, you’re exaggerating,” Sean replied with feigned modesty. “It’s what I ought to do—by the way, remember to properly prepare for the banquet tonight at Verdant Hotel, and the project will definitely be yours.”

“Yes. I’m counting on you, Mr. Wesley,” Helen said, and hung up.

She could hardly hide her excitement and almost started skipping around on her bed.

The time for Lane Holdings

Frank had woken up

leather jacket and a pair of jeans, giving her a sharp appearance thanks to her

she smiled. “You’re quite the early bird, Mr. Lawrence!”

say the same about you. What’s the matter?”

family is having a banquet here tonight. I’ll get you a tux—I mean, you’re

“I’ll pass.”

Mr. Lawrence. It’s my father’s

frowned. Even if he was reluctant to attend a pointless social event, he could not say no

he said, “In that case, let’s

the parking lot, and Vicky opened the

however, he stopped as he noticed

in curiosity,

“Trouble.”

trio too and

at the

replied

“Who are you people? Do you know

women! Anyway, your boy’s going to be crippled soon

for a moment and then at the trio. “Wait, is this everyone you brought? You really think you stand a

“Hey, the chick’s mocking us, Barney.”

hurt her now. We’ll show her how good we are

certainly in luck! They would get a taste of the good stuff all thanks to Barney!

“Who sent you? Tell me right now and I’ll hold

barked, perfectly confident since it was three

forward, Vicky tactfully took a step back

had charged forward at the speed of

Thud!

Thud!

dull thuds, both lackeys were sent flying.

“What the—”

himself had barely walked two steps forward with his baseball club and

the hell

even see Frank move—the man just suddenly turned into

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