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.

that he was so cold—he would do his utmost to fulfill any

to you! Perhaps you should give up and focus

don’t have to

flashed a confident smile. “Actually, I’m really worried that you won’t get it and humiliate yourself instead.”

went after Frank as Helen looked

was actually despairing inside and clenching her

her, let alone explain anything

their three years worth

Helen.

a

stayed silent, however, as she had the nagging feeling

poise was stuck in Helen’s

herself with such aplomb given this occasion—was she really just some

a bad feeling

elites were already gathered in the

protagonist of the night, Vicky certainly

will be

do what

eating without a care—he had never met the other business elites, so he

Helen, Gina, and

business elites promptly approached them, offering toasts.

to the

definitely getting that West

just don’t forget us,

hiding the grin

buoyed inside—the instant she received word that Ms. Turnbull made a full recovery, she sent her secretary to spread the

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

crowd followed her to the front roll, Helen was left staring at a figure

you sit there?! Get out!”

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

he was holding and wiped the grease of his lips. “Ms. Turnbull told me to sit here. Do you have

Sean snorted in disdain. “You really

behind them were studying Frank curiously in turn.

“Who is he?’

even have the right to meet

her for three years and

crowd was immediately in an uproar, eagerly siding with the Lanes now that they

despicable actually

I wondered

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

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