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.

she should not overstep and

Fenton, Helen

you're going to ask me to return to Cloudington on my father's behalf, then my answer is no. Just give up

here to persuade you to return to Cloudington, sir. I'm just here to deliver Mr. Lawrence's presence for Ms. Helen Lane—it's been

a moment before adding, "Silverbell has

girl who had always tagged along wherever he went, always calling out his name in

was she, after

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

pass your message word for word." Fenton bowed

the helicopter's blades whirled resoundingly as it took to the skies, all Frank felt was

Gina holding a

and quickly shut it when

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

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