Helen ran straight toward Frank, throwing her hands around his waist as she hid her head over his chest.

"Oh... What should I do, Frank? My candidacy will be forfeited now!" she groaned. "And a billion-dollar investment company! I wouldn't have to suffer Vicky if only I had it. Sobs."

Her remorseful reaction akin to a toddler's left Frank chuckling as he watched her.

"Weren't you full of confidence just now?" he asked, clapping her on the shoulder to comfort her.

"I-I was just putting on airs!" Helen pouted miserably. "I was being impulsive, doing what I thought Vicky would do. and you're laughing at me! Oh, I'm such a goner."

She kept whimpering as she punched Frank playfully on the chest.

It was certainly a far cry from her girlboss strut just now, and Frank had to hold back his laughter despite his amusement.

was left watching

company. It was all overwhelming her, and she could really hit her head on the

it through and could only collapse on

was when Helen's phone rang, and

happened, Helen?" Gavin Lane asked from the other end. "Madam Lang is throwing a major tantrum, saying she'd rather a dog have

remembering Luna's

referring to Luna

almost burst out in laughter, but Gavin heard

quickly said, turning back into a girlboss in a split second

"Please don't get offended, Helen—and Mr. Lawrence, of course. Madam Lang is old and prefers

no blaming

far, candidacy or billion-dollar investment company

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