Sean was immediately annoyed by Vicky’s words. “Come on now, beautiful. Give me a little credit.”

He was the heir to the Wesley family, and she told him that he did not compare to a piece of trash like Frank?

However, Vicky merely snorted in disdain. “Why should I?”

Sean pursed his lips, his veins bulging as he clenched his knuckle. “Let me give it to you straight—that brat doesn’t even have a job! Why else would Helen divorce him? What can he offer you?! He’s not even that good looking.”

Vicky simply glanced at Frank and shrugged. “Mr. Lawrence only needs time. He just needs a month, and surpassing your family would not be out of the question.”

“Haha! You’re really funny!” Sean laughed.

Starting from nothing and beating his family in a month?! Dream on!

Vicky smiled in return. “I’m not being funny. Why don’t we make a bet? If Mr. Lawrence surpasses your family in a month, you’ll go down on your knees and apologize.”

Sean narrowed his eyes, his interest piqued. “What if he doesn’t?”

“Then I’ll get down on my knees and apologize,” Vicky replied nonchalantly.

“Deal,” Sean promptly said, as if worried that Vicky would renege.

Frank narrowed his eyes at Vicky just then and turned to head inside the banquet hall.

She was making a mountain out of a molehill, and he was not about to get involved in their squabble.

“Wait, Mr. Lawrence…” Vicky quickly chased after him and caught his arm. “I just put my bet on you. Shouldn’t you fight a little for my sake?”

“I’m not interested in your gambit,” Frank replied flatly.

“So you’d rather let me kneel in front of that pig?” Vicky moaned with a wounded look.

To anyone else, they looked like they were flirting.

“Frank, can I talk to you?” Helen suddenly asked.

“You can say it here.”

“In private. Just the two of us.”

Frank chuckled coolly. “Forget it. I’d rather not get gossiped about.”

With that, he turned to leave without looking back.

cold—he would do his utmost

“It seems that Mr. Lawrence isn’t interested in talking to you! Perhaps you should give up and focus on securing that project

teeth. “You don’t have to worry about

worried that you won’t get it and humiliate yourself instead.”

words, she turned and went after

her knuckles

looked at her, let alone explain anything about the woman with him.

he already forgotten about their three

Sean walked up to her confidently just then. “Don’t worry, Helen. I’ll have

a

she had the nagging feeling that something was out of

poise was stuck

aplomb

bad feeling about

the first

the protagonist of the night, Vicky certainly could

have a seat, Mr. Lawrence. I will

head. “Just do what you have to. Don’t mind

met the other business elites, so he

Gina, and Sean entered.

approached them,

to the

definitely getting that West City

don’t forget us, alright?”

hiding the grin beneath. “Oh, you’re exaggerating. I

Ms. Turnbull made a full recovery, she sent her secretary

everyone was fawning over her. And with the halo of saving Ms. Turnbull,

the front roll, Helen was left staring at a figure sitting

snapped, “Who let you sit

main table where the Turnbulls would sit at, and only Helen got to

wiped the grease of his lips. “Ms. Turnbull told me to

really know how to make stuff up,

were studying Frank curiously

“Who is he?’

have the right to meet

her for three years and now

an uproar, eagerly siding with the Lanes now that they were in the

despicable

I wondered who he could be.”

even use a knife and fork? He certainly doesn’t deserve Ms.

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