"Better than you?" Jean raised her brow and laughed out loud. "You're really funny, Mr. Lawrence-you're even more of a gaslighter than those business owners. You make it sound nice, but how many people are there in this world who are really better than you?" "Ahem. I'd say... there are way too many." Frank rubbed his nose. "You really know how to flatter a man, Jean, but I'm just a man who married into his wife's family and was then chased away." "Fine, no more joking around." Jean's expression turned solemn as she stared fixedly at him. "I've probed Winter enough to see that she's serious about you. But if you care about Winter, you shouldn't have shown up today or flaunted yourself so much. Now that you've done it, you have to take responsibility-do you understand that, Mr. Lawrence?" Frank was left embarrassed, however.

Winter was so much younger, and his mentor entrusted her to his care.

If he got any funny ideas, his mentor would definitely give him a thorough beating when it was his time.

How am I supposed to face her mother and my mentor if our relationship goes further?" That was when Frank scowled, as he

scream suddenly echoed from the hall—it was Winter! Frank leapt to his

left, shaking her head and smiling, "It's exactly because Winter knows that you shouldn't make her sad. You should've been ready for that when you sought her out." Sighing, she pursed her lips and muttered under her breath, "That's all I can help you with, Winter. The rest is up to

the wine all over

he strode into the е hall just then, Jean's words ringing in his head again when he saw Bill holding Winter, who struggled miserably. "If you cared about Winter, you shouldn't have shown up today or flaunted yourself so much." Frank blamed himself even

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