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.

Lane Holdings to

woken up early to meditate when someone

a leather jacket and

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

about

a tux—I mean, you’re not attending it in

“I’ll pass.”

Lawrence. It’s my father’s invitation, and

was reluctant to attend a pointless social event, he could not say no

said, “In that case,

the parking lot, and Vicky opened the

stopped as he noticed a trio of men

in curiosity,

“Trouble.”

trio too

a rival of her family, the burly bald man at the center strode up while glaring

replied

people? Do you know where you are?”

double take and started to regard Vicky lecherously. “Huh. I’m surprised you’re that lucky with women! Anyway, your boy’s going

trio. “Wait, is this everyone you brought? You really think you stand a chance

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

her now. We’ll show her how good

The two thugs guffawed—they were certainly in luck! They would get a

Tell me right

barked, perfectly confident since

a step back and felt a sudden gust behind her

had charged forward at the speed of

Thud!

Thud!

both lackeys

“What the—”

barely walked two steps forward with his baseball club and was already left gaping.

hell was he?!

turned into a

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