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.

surprised that he was so cold—he would do his utmost to

in turn. “It seems that Mr. Lawrence isn’t interested in talking to you! Perhaps you should

teeth. “You don’t have to

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

and went after Frank

was actually despairing inside and clenching her knuckles but unable to vent her indignation.

alone explain anything about the woman with

forgotten about their

her confidently just then. “Don’t worry, Helen. I’ll have that woman apologizing on her knees

his family in a month?! How

stayed silent, however, as she had the nagging feeling that something

and cool poise was stuck in

aplomb

a bad feeling about this…” Helen

gathered in the first banquet

being the protagonist of the night, Vicky certainly could not stay

a seat, Mr. Lawrence. I will be back after I’ve

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

had never met the other business

Helen, Gina,

business elites promptly approached them, offering

your moment—Lane Holdings will be rising to the peak now that Ms. Turnbull has made a full recovery.”

definitely getting that

forget

over her lips, hiding the grin beneath. “Oh, you’re exaggerating. I didn’t really

word that Ms. Turnbull made a full recovery, she sent her secretary to spread the

her. And with the halo of saving Ms. Turnbull, who would ever steal

the front roll, Helen was left staring at a figure sitting there that stood out like a sore thumb.

you sit there?! Get

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

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

so?!” Sean snorted in disdain. “You really know how to make stuff up,

business elites behind them were studying Frank curiously in

“Who is he?’

the right

ex-husband, freeloading off her for three years and now here to

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

despicable actually

I wondered who he could be.”

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

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