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 there and

lap in wry amusement. "What are you up to, my dear Ms. Lane?

signing my own death warrant here, and can |

pushy and jamming her foot on the gas pedal without even

public execution

kill me..." Frank muttered under his breath, finally drawing a blush from Helen

attitude.

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

through the agreement nonchalantly and suddenly realized

dollar salary.

a brow, he feigned indignation. "Now, now, Ms. Lane. You're rich, and you're only

underpayinghere? I'd be really discouraged with

sighed exasperatedly. "You're just

bend the rules...

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