Helen was even more busy after being appointed as the head of the Lane family, disappearing for an entire week while re-

establishing contact with Trevor Zurich.

Nonetheless, she suddenly showed up at Frank's hilltop mansion in Skywater Bay one day, dragging him away from the dining

table and shoving him into her car to ride shotgun.

"You're coming withto Zamri," she said as she handily started the car and drove off, as Winter Lawrence and everyone else

looked on in confusion.

"Zamri? Why?" Frank asked, not quite coming to his senses.

"I'm loaning you from Vicky," Helen said, throwing him an agreement and a ballpoint pen and instructing him curtly, "You'll be the

personal bodyguard. Just sign

Frank chuckled as he stared at the stuff on his lap in wry amusement.

my own death warrant here, and can | say

Helen snapped, exceedingly pushy and jamming her foot on the gas pedal

it, it's a public execution in the

but can you bear to kill me..." Frank muttered under his breath, finally drawing

attitude.

snorted. "Stop messing around. | need your help,

through the agreement nonchalantly and suddenly

dollar salary.

You're rich, and you're only paying your

underpayinghere? I'd be really

Helen sighed exasperatedly. "You're just a department

market value. | can't bend the rules... and

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