Even if neither Kat nor Nash would say it, both father and daughter cared for each other.

Kat had stepped up for her father when he was hurt, despite supposedly being a rebellious adolescent and despite the consequences.

It was the same for Nash, which was why Frank could be sure that Kat was just a little rebellious and not actually rotten.

And it was normal behavior for girls her age.

"Oh, it's very late, Mr. Lawrence... Let's get you to bed. I've already cleaned a room for you."

With that, Nash led Frank upstairs to the guest room.

The furnishing was not particularly grand, but it was clean and everything necessary was inside.

"Is this to your satisfaction, Mr. Lawrence?" Nash asked apprehensively.

"It's good. Don't worry, I'm not that demanding." Frank nodded. "Thanks, Nash."

door. "You're most welcomed, and I should be thanking you instead—things would have turned bad for me and my daughter if

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night, and Frank took off his jacket to stare at the

entered a meditative state for half an hour, when someone knocked on

eyes as he stretched his ears and listened

but rushed—it

hair—it seemed that the white hair was just

was fairer without makeup, a stark contrast to her delinquent

anything, she looked like a completely different person—like a girl next

raised a brow, leaning against the

in?" Kat asked, her gaze

Frank shook his

stared at him, taken aback—she definitely did not expect him to say

weird look. "A respectable maiden shouldn't be alone in

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