Hans noticed Frank's scowl and immediately looked in the direction he was looking.

There, he saw Helen dining with a man he did not recognize, and she looked like she was having a good time.

Hans had never met Helen before, but he knew that she was Frank's ex-wife, and that he had done a lot for her.

If anything, it would be shocking if he could keep acting natural to see her having dinner with some other man.

"Should we change places, Mr. Lawrence?" Hans quickly asked.

Frank's expression returned to normal right then. "No. We stand apart now, and we're no more than strangers."

Hans, however, doubted that—would Frank have fought the Salazars and the Chandlers if he did not care?

Naturally, he did not have the balls to say it.

the door, and ordered some simple dishes, which they

they left, Hans barked,

loud call and found him and

Frank, not expecting Chaz to be

his seat, perplexed and in awe of Burt's efficiency—he

Frank,

to Aunt Jade—I know you

raised a hand to stop her. "Hold it. Why

was left staring at his cold expression. "Why? Because she got someone to bail you

coolly. "She did? Are you kidding

perplexed, "What's your problem? She helped! How could you behave

free even without her." "What..." Helen was speechless, just as she turned and noticed Chaz still sitting at their table, realizing then why Frank was upset. "Please, this is a

snorted in disdain. "With just

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