After fidgeting restlessly for a while, Helen finally looked up at Frank, her cheeks flushed as she stammered, "D-Darling... I want what Vicky had, too..."

"Hahaha! I knew it!"

Vicky exclaimed as she suddenly appeared behind Helen, grinning gleefully as she folded her arms before her chest. "Just spit it out already. Don't you feel embarrassed, fidgeting about at your age, Ms. Lane?"

"You stay out of this!" Helen wheeled on Vicky and snapped.

When Helen turned, she saw that Frank was in front of her, leaning down to give her a warm kiss on the forehead.

As she reached up blankly to touch her forehead, she looked up to see Frank's smile.

Flushing in embarrassment, she turned and left, snorting. "Alright, that's enough already! It's time for dinner!"

Even as she chased a giggling Vicky inside, Vicky turned to look at Frank. "Come home soon."

"Yeah." Frank nodded, smiling.

around the table as she heard a car engine igniting outside.

Norsedam, one of the family's sentries rushed into a traditionally decorated courtyard, where a graying middle-aged man

was none other than Chet Favoni, the head of the

knee, the Favoni sentry reported, "Sir, I don't think your son is going to

slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flickering in indescribable pain, another Favoni sentry rushed inside. Dropping to one knee as well, he reported, "Sir,

could be heard outside

Favoni is training in

punished if you

the pleas and

off

them just as

burly man with a Van Dyke

in, he wheeled on the

Favoni sentries were immediately deflated and turned toward Chet with a pleading

second brother Edon Favoni all

not blame the Favoni sentries and waved them off

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