"Yes, sir!"

Just as the security guards strode up, ready to get violent against Helen, Gina, and Frank, the latter suddenly laughed out loud, leaving everyone present stunned. "Why is he laughing? Could he have snapped from the pressure?"

"Hmph! The way I see it, he was crazy in the first place, but he's exposed now."

"Poor Helen. She has the looks, but she ended up with a nutjob!"

"Hey, watch it. Don't just judge a book by its cover-Helen's more venomous than she looks!"

"True. Urgh, why can't beautiful women be more down-to-earth?"

The wedding guests' comments never stopped Frank from laughing, however, and Timothy finally realized that something was wrong.

Glaring furiously at Frank, he thumped his cane on the floor and barked, "What are you laughing at, brat?!"

"Who, me?"

Frank finally stopped laughing as he slowly looked up at Timothy and everyone else and grinned. "I'm just laughing at myself." "Laughing at yourself?"

"Well

him. "Hmph. More like Gina's

seething as she listened to all the

find Helen looking worriedly at Frank and

to gesture that he was fine. "I just remembered something funny, Helen. I was being stupid why should I

en

left stupefied but soon had a foreboding feeling.

chuckling. "Don't worry, Helen. I have no intention of getting

reassure her, Frank whipped out his phone and dialed a

"You said your boutique is a subsidiary of Pearce Group, right? And the owner is Gene Pearce, the richest man on the east

confused but

QUMS

that makes things

smiled faintly. "Since you're

basically working for Gene's

all going to

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