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."

closed the door. "You're most welcomed, and I

-

Frank took off his jacket to stare

eased, he entered a meditative state for half

he stretched

light but rushed—it was

black hair—it seemed that the

baggy yellowish pajamas, and her complexion was fairer without makeup, a stark

she looked like a completely different person—like

Frank raised a brow, leaning against the

I come in?" Kat asked, her gaze evasive and her

Frank shook his

at him, taken aback—she definitely

respectable maiden

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