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!"

Huub Droitner, heir to Droitner Inc.! That so-called Bloodcrane Spiritbloom?! I have it too! And

long silence

laughter of disdain. "Pfft... Huub Droitner, you say? Who do you think you are?! And you think some tiny company like yours could hold on to a Bloodcrane

flushed by the kidnapper's diss but persisted nonetheless. "It's a family heirloom kept well hidden for years! I wouldn't be taking it

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shoulder repeatedly while looking at Huub in admiration. "Just look at Mr. Droitner, Helen! He doesn't even flinch when he has to give up a family heirloom for your sake... he has such a big heart! Why hesitate

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

your uncle! Where's Frank now? Forget coming to help-he's not even calling you! An ingrate to the last! Why would you want anything

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