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.

Helen picked up a bowl on the table, she stared blankly at the dishes around the table as she heard a car engine igniting outside. "Should I

Norsedam, one of the family's sentries rushed into a traditionally decorated courtyard, where

Chet Favoni, the head of the Favoni family who progressed well

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

sentry rushed inside. Dropping to

loud ruckus could be heard outside even before Chet

Master Favoni is training in seclusion-no

be punished if you

hear the pleas and understood

off the two

them just

man with a Van Dyke beard stormed

he wheeled on the Favoni sentries and bellowed,

deflated and turned toward Chet

knew his second brother

did not blame the Favoni sentries

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