That was until an ignorant man came calling.

"I heard you're Ms. Lane's sugar baby," he said as soon as he entered. "How much is she paying you every month? I can give you five million dollars right now, but you have to leave her." The man looked around his thirties, and his suit gave him the look of one of those successful city boys.

In contrast, Frank was wearing his loose pajamas as he sat in his garden, sipping tea and gaping at the man, speechless.

He had only allowed the man inside when the latter rang the doorbell, saying that he was from a major construction company in another city and partners with Lanecorp.

Frank was naturally stupefied that the man would immediately assert his authority as soon as he strode through the front door.

And seeing that Frank was stunned, he laughed coolly. "How about that? I guess dregs of society such as yourself would never have seen so much money!"

Looking smug just then, he waved for his secretary to bring his briefcase, opening it in front of Frank and revealing rolls of brand-new dollar bills.

"There's 1.5 million dollars in here, and here's a 3.5 million dollar check. You can cash it in at any bank owned by Pearce Group. Come to me if it doesn't clear."

His confidence left Frank laughing, waving him off. "Sir..."

"I'm Huub Droitner. You can call me Mr. Droitner."

once annoyed

all, I don't know who told you that I'm Ms. Lane's sugar baby. Also, who do you think you are? Why should I leave her just

"Get out?"

narrowed his eyes

satisfied

advice-you

your place,

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telling me how to

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had actually thought Huub was agreeable when he first saw

get

officers from Lanecorp's health and security department promptly hurried to the scene, scowling intimidatingly as they strode

hard way." Huub snorted

even spat at Huub, "Hah! Who do you think you are, messing with

was here to give Frank crap, he would not have let

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