Frank had no idea that Winter was miserable that Aria stole her beloved.

He merely presumed that his drunken fumble made things awkward between Winter and Aria, and he certainly had no words of comfort for that.

As such, his frustration only grew as he listened to Winter's sobs.

Beside him, Aria was hovering around him, placing food on his plate while sliding pointed glances at the direction in which Winter left.

She could not help it—Frank was as rich as he was successful, and Winter could not blame anyone that he was taken since she did not seize him.

-

Henry Lane's funeral was held the next day.

Vicky called early in the morning to inform Frank that she was busy and that he should attend as Grande Pharma's representative.

Frank did not dwell on it and drove Aria to Grande Square to pick out a couple of dresses suitable for the funeral.

every specialty store before finally picking a black dress tailored by a famous

told the retail

Frank would not actually miss five million, not to mention that he had Grande Corp's gold card, Aria's attitude left

they ran

Aria. "So

did not flinch, even puffing her ample bosom as she snorted. "Who

leveled a stern look at Frank. "Do

he could say a sword, Aria stepped between them, her expression

turned a blind eye when you slept around before. Do you really think you can

as Jean exposed

slander!" she snapped before suddenly smiling. "What, so you're both jealous?

as she was poor in verbal fencing and simply

your true colors now," Jean growled under her

left clutching her face, going

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