There was either no Bloodcrane Spiritbloom inside at all, or the box could contain the scent of the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom-just like the one Frank had. "Hello? We're here."

Soon, Helen's call was answered, and an obscure woman's voice spoke from the other end.

Since Helen had put the call on loudspeaker, Frank could hear clearly enough to tell right away that it was none other than Horey Lindt.

"I'm watching the cameras," she said right away. "Frank Lawrence isn't here, is he?"

"Frank?"

Helen appeared shocked and frowned as she glanced at Huub and her mother. "Why would you care about Frank? Isn't the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom what you came for?"

"Heh. Well, he has the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom, so if he's not here, then it's not with you!"

"Hah!"

snatched Helen's phone right then and snapped coolly, "Listen closely! I am Huub Droitner, heir to Droitner Inc.! That so-called

long silence ensued

you are?! And you think some tiny company like yours could hold on to a Bloodcrane Spiritbloom? You'd be

left flushed by the kidnapper's diss but persisted nonetheless. "It's a family heirloom kept well hidden for

that, Gina clapped Helen

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admiration. "Just look at Mr. Droitner, Helen! He doesn't even flinch when he has to give

I see it, you should forget about Frank already! Did you see the look on his face when we begged him for the same thing? He just says no to our faces, even if it's Gavin, who has helped you so much. He wouldn't mind watching Gavin being kidnapped and tortured just to hold on to

ingrate to the last! Why would you want anything to do with a man like him?!" Gina's endless rambling left Helen scowling and shaking her

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