"O-Okay, I'll do it right away," Gina exclaimed and promptly poured another cup of tea, handing it to Helen and giving her a look.

Helen clenched her knuckles, ready to refuse serving it to Fleur again, when she remembered Vicky.

Even now, the difference between them was huge—becoming the head of the Lane family was Helen's only way to turn the tables against Vicky.

As Helen prepared to reach out and take the tea cup, Frank, who already had enough, snatched the cup off her hands.

Gina did a double take but was soon incensed. "What are you doing, Frank?!"

Was he going to mess up yet another monumental opportunity for her?!

If he upset Fleur, forget about Helen becoming the next head of the Lane family—they would be exiled again!

"Frank..." Helen was murmuring.

enough and was saving her from

left hesitating, Frank snorted as he briskly flung the tea at

brown tea splashed

sprant to her feet as if jolted, snapping at Frank while

yelled at him anyway, "This

well. "You and Helen have yet to remarry,

as he put the teacup on the table, a stark contrast to the

don't know about that, but Madam Lang there was

"I guess it didn't burn, or you'd be on your feet—don't you think? It's the same tea from the same teapot, so I wonder who's

in fury even as she met his

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