Frank scowled at the fawning Bode, snorting coldly.

"I want this lady as my agent," he said, pointing at Lydia. "Everyone else can stay away."

"Oh..."

While Bode was taken aback that all his sycophancy fell on deaf ears, he remained unfettered.

They handle plenty of bigwigs in this line of business, and they would usually prove eccentric or bad-tempered.

Still, they would not upset them for the sake of sales-in fact, Bode was still smiling even as Frank chased him away, "Sure, of course. Since you and Lydia are already acquainted, she will be ideal to assist you."

Then, he shot Lydia a look, who nodded in acknowledgement.

Having received Frank as a client before, she knew that he was countless times more reliable than Claude.

Still, before she could reach Frank, Claude, who had been standing aside and studying Frank suddenly strode up between her and Frank.

"Hey, kid... tell me, is there something going on between you and Lydia?" he demanded.

dumbfounded, aside from Mona, who was still wolfing down

to mean?!"

a boyfriend ever since she graduated college and had always stayed on

she only gave in because Claude was threatening her father, and what Claude said was clearly an

on, kid. Your acting is

from head to toe, even flicking his collar in disdain as he clicked his tongue, shaking his head. "Why don't you put on better clothes before

"Play the sympathy card?"

"What are you talking about,

tenterhooks," Jane said, putting down the tea

"Hmph."

the tea and had a sip

Bode and Jane were both left

blankly too-whenever did she get

could Frank be a simp when he could afford two Maybachs

Lydia believed

out in

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