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.

rude, she should not overstep and correct

at Fenton, Helen

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

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

paused for a moment before adding, "Silverbell has learned of your survival.

tagged along wherever he went,

she, after

though he said, "Anything else? Leave if there isn't, and don't come back. Just tell my father I'll return to

pass your message word for word." Fenton bowed slightly

blades whirled resoundingly as it took to the skies, all Frank felt was annoyance

into Lane Manor and immediately found Gina holding a palm-sized box

to a narrow slit and quickly shut it

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255