Frank slid his hands in his pockets as he calmly got into the car.

Vicky, however, would keep sliding peeks at him from the driver seat.

“Mr. Lawrence, may I ask who Peter Lane is?” she eventually asked.

“My ex brother-in-law.” Frank admitted.

“Oh, I see,” Vicky exclaimed in understanding. “Helen Lane.”

Frank nodded while she smiled. “I guess things have gotten unpleasant between you two! Would you like me to help a little?”

Frank glanced at her.

If Vicky really did help, she could certainly make the Lanes disappear from Riverton without a trace.

However, he had no intention of going that far despite despising that family, and he more or less had to show some respect to Henry as long as he was alive.

“Thanks for your offer, but I can handle it myself,” he replied.

Vicky smiled. “Understood. Just remember that you can come to me anytime you’re having trouble.”

Helen arrived at the front doors of Verdant Hotel, her blue gown drawing many stares immediately.

Beside her, Gina was looking smug in her floral dress—her daughter would always have everyone’s attention wherever she went!

Still, she suddenly remembered. “Helen, hasn’t Peter made it here yet?”

Helen frowned. “God knows what he’s up to—I’ll call him.”

However, Peter never picked up, leaving her perplexed. “He’s not answering.”

brat always drops

solemnly. “The only thing that matters is to reach

exclaimed as he hurried toward

just got here too,”

“Gosh! Your suit must be

really… Just a few dozen

so that she stood beside Sean. “Tut, tut… You

rolled her eyes at her mother.

saying it as it

understanding. “Let’s go in, Helen.”

nodded when she suddenly saw a familiar figure from the

“Frank?” she murmured.

and followed Helen’s gaze in response, and she saw that it was indeed Frank. “What?! What is that good-for-nothing

Vicky at the entrance and frowned when he saw the

are

Turnbull invited

in the mirror, Frank? Why would

your ex-husband

and wondering when Frank got the habit

she did not want to cause

shouldn’t be here, Frank. You should go,” she told

shrugged. “What, I can’t come

then. “Don’t think you deserve to be here just because you dressed up nicely. Trash like

voice suddenly rang out. “I didn’t know you were bringing friends.

the tall, slender

her rosy cheeks, her almond eyes, or the poise

Frank, wrapping her arms around his

eyes widened—even if Peter had told her that Frank had another

he said she was one in a

her beauty was the result of technology,

deny the woman’s beauty, which promptly eclipsed her own daughter’s…

thought to

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