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.

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

interested in talking to you! Perhaps you should give up and focus on securing that

teeth. “You don’t have to

shrugged and flashed a confident smile. “Actually, I’m really worried that you won’t

words, she turned and went after Frank as

her knuckles but

never even looked at her, let alone explain anything about the woman with him.

already forgotten about their three years worth of marriage?

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

in a month?! How delusional!

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

poise

was unable to carry herself with such aplomb given this

feeling about

gathered in the first banquet hall of Verdant Hotel.

being the protagonist of the night, Vicky certainly could

have a seat, Mr. Lawrence. I will be back after I’ve greeted some guests.”

do what

care—he had never met the other business elites, so

Gina, and Sean entered.

elites promptly approached them, offering

is your moment—Lane Holdings will be rising to the

definitely getting that West

don’t forget us, alright?”

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

was certainly buoyed inside—the instant she received word that Ms. Turnbull made

saving Ms. Turnbull, who

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

snapped, “Who let you sit there?! Get out!”

the main table where the Turnbulls would sit at,

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

that so?!” Sean snorted in disdain. “You really know how to make stuff up, don’t

were

“Who is he?’

even have the right to meet Ms.

freeloading off her for three years and now here to

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

that despicable actually

I wondered who

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

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