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.

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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.

and dragged Winter across every specialty store before finally

up," she told the

actually miss five million, not to mention that he

they ran

Aria. "So

even puffing her ample bosom as she snorted. "Who

finger at Aria's face and leveled a stern look at Frank. "Do you really

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

you slept around before. Do you really think you can face Winter after what you did, when she thought the

glowered as Jean

she snapped before suddenly smiling. "What, so you're both jealous? You and Winter kept

in verbal fencing and simply strode up to slap Aria

colors now," Jean growled under

her face,

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