Helen whipped out a stack of neatly arranged papers and slammed them on the table, stammering, "G- Go on, take it—that's grandfather's will, and you can have your wish to return to the Southstream Lanes."

Cindy promptly snatched the papers, though she kept smiling. "What are you saying, Helen? This isn't important—we're all worried about you!"

"Yeah." Gina frowned. "If you stayed like this, Lane Holdings would—"

"Mrs. Lane, Cindy."

Gina turned, feeling saved when she saw the tall man dressed sharply in a suit who had just entered the bar. "Oh, Mr. Graves! You have to talk to Helen—we're just not getting through with her."

"Alright. You should go home—just leave her to me," Chaz Graves replied, frowning in a rare expression of disgust when he saw what a mess Helen was.

Still, he quickly hid it with a smile.

when

next time for taking such good care of us, Mr. Graves," Cindy said,

urgently needed another

minx," Chaz chuckled under his

go, Cindy. Let's leave the rest to Mr. Graves,"

"Okay."

to hear about your grandfather's passing, Helen, but he's gone. There are still all the people in Lane

and asked almost unintelligibly, "Did you really save Frank?

"Huh?"

it out of the blue, but he was not about to admit anything

to you again? I even heard

subject. "I really don't know who to trust now... and I have

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