Given what Frank said, it was clear that the old man knew Frank and Helen herself.

And Helen knew Frank enough that there was a fight between them.

Helen then subtly glanced at the helicopter in the distance. It was clear the helicopter had been parked there for a while, or it would not have drawn so many people.

"Sir," she said. "Please don't be upset with Frank. I understand you've waited for a while, so why don't you come sit inside?"

"Oh, you have good manners. That's great." Fenton smiled.

Before he could get in, however, Frank stood between him and the doors. "No, you don't have to go in. Say what you need to say here and leave."

Helen frowned at Frank's rudeness.

However, she also remembered that Frank was not the type who disrespected elders.

being rude, she should

apologetically at Fenton, Helen

tone cool. "If you're going to ask me

to return to Cloudington, sir. I'm just here to deliver Mr. Lawrence's

adding, "Silverbell has learned of your survival. She'll soon arrive from

tagged along wherever he went,

was she, after

relaxed as those memories returned to him, though he said, "Anything else? Leave if there isn't, and don't come back. Just tell my father I'll return to Cloudington eventually, but not

your message word for word." Fenton bowed slightly before leaving with his

to the skies,

strode into Lane Manor and immediately found Gina holding a palm-sized box in the drawing

it to a narrow slit and quickly shut it when she saw what was

see it and walked up to ask, "What is it,

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