Helen hesitated and asked, "Mr. Graves, this is urgent. Could you handle this as soon as possible?"

After all, Frank had been taken away—another minute wasted meant further danger!

"You can't rush such things. Due process, you see?" Chaz said somberly.

However, Helen understood right away that Chaz was hinting that he wanted something in return—she was asking for a favor, after all.

Even if they were childhood friends, it had been years and they had grown distant.

"Alright, where should we meet?" Helen quickly asked.

Chaz sent her an address, and Helen headed out without hesitation once she received it, not forgetting to tell her secretary to transfer all the money Lane Holdings had to a specified account.

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parking her car outside Hoff Hotel and quickly spotted the handsome, sharply-dressed man who was waiting

saw that Chaz

he stood up. "It's been so long, but you're still as

sigh of relief, positive that he was Chaz now. "Don't tease me, Mr. Graves, though you did change a lot

so?" Chaz asked with

stuck with flattery. "You're

loud,

in gentlemanly fashion before returning to his seat and pouring her a glass of red

was too worried about Frank

get down to business, Mr. Graves. How much do you want to help?" she asked, whipping out the debit card she prepared. "There's five million in here—you can tell me if it's not enough. I'll

and chuckled. "What are you saying, Helen?

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