Sean was immediately annoyed by Vicky's words. "Come on now, beautiful. Give me a little credit."He was the heir to the Wesley family, and she told him that he did not compare to a piece of trash like Frank?However, Vicky merely snorted in disdain. "Why should I?"Sean pursed his lips, his veins bulging as he clenched his knuckle. "Let me give it to you straight—that brat doesn't even have a job! Why else would Helen divorce him? What can he offer you?! He's not even that good looking."Vicky simply glanced at Frank and shrugged. "Mr. Lawrence only needs time. He just needs a month, and surpassing your family would not be out of the question.""Haha! You're really funny!" Sean laughed.Starting from nothing and beating his family in a month?! Dream on!Vicky smiled in return. "I'm not being funny. Why don't we make a bet? If Mr. Lawrence surpasses your family in a month, you'll go down on your knees and apologize." Sean narrowed his eyes, his interest piqued. "What if he doe

With Trevor's case being a precedent and what Vicky told Helen before they came inside the banquet hall, Helen was convinced that she had no chance of getting the West City project.That was when Sean said with a scowl, "Don't worry. That good-for-nothing is just Vicky's gigolo, but my father actually is her grandfather's associate. I'm sure the man would understand with just a phone call."Gina finally remembered that he was there too. "Oh, Mr. Wesley! You really come through for us when it matters!"Helen leveled a miserable look at Frank in turn. "Sorry, but we really have to trouble you this time."She certainly did not dare pin her hopes of Frank—the West City project was the key to Lane Holdings' future!Sean whipped out his phone, and went to a quiet corner to call his father, James Wesley, who was the head of his household."What is it? Why are you calling this late?" James growled.Sean promptly pleaded, "Dad, could you ask George Turnbull to give my friend a project?"

It was only then that Helen noticed the camera above her, with a red bulb flickering repeatedly.Meanwhile, Vicky continued, "To be honest, I really don't want to give you the Western Project. It's therefore a shame that someone doesn't want Lane Holdings to fall apart, and I can't do anything about that—so come by Turnbull Tower in a couple of days to sign it."Helen, however, could not bring herself to celebrate despite being told she had the contract.Instead, she was snappy as she demanded, "Spying is a bad habit, Ms. Turnbull."In the security room, Vicky merely giggled. "I can find out how many times you used the ladies' room in a day if I want. I'll let it go this one time, so watch out if you badmouth me again."Beep, beep, beep—As Helen quietly hung up, Gina asked in confusion, "Who was that?""Vicky Turnbull."Gina's eyes promptly lit up. "Really? What did she say?""She told me to sign the contract at Turnbull Tower in two days," Helen replied exasperatedly. "She s

There was a single table in the hall, with many men already seated around it.Vicky smiled. "Let me introduce you, Frank. This is Gerald Simmons, Riverton's Chief of General Affairs."The middle-aged man with a square jaw nodded at Frank, and he nodded in turn. "Mr. Simmons."At the same time, Vicky worked her way around the table, introducing the guests one after another, each of whom were rich and important Riverton individuals."Chief of Riverton's commerce guild.""Head of Riverton's Skyblade Dojo.""Owner of Flora Hall."After Frank greeted each of them, Vicky finally introduced him. "This is Frank Lawrence, whom I mentioned earlier."The Head of Riverton's Skyblade Dojo said, "I see that you're a seasoned martial artist.""You flatter me," Frank replied humbly. "I just know a thing or two."Vicky had naturally left Frank's improved version of the Boltsmacker unmentioned while telling Yara to keep it a secret.After all, it would be a slap in the face to Yara's father i

At the same time, Peter was groaning and moaning on a bed at Riverton General. He was unable to move with his entire arm plastered, while Gina was sobbing, her heart broken. "What happened, Peter? Who hurt you?"Sean added indignantly, "Tell me who it is. I will settle the score for you.""Who else?!" Peter cried. "It's that b*st*rd Frank Lawrence!"Helen was taken aback. "But Frank's been at Verdant Hotel the whole time…""He sent his goons after me!" Peter growled through his teeth.In reality, Barney gave him a thorough beating just as he was ready to join them at Verdant Hotel. While Barney himself did tell Peter that Frank sent him, Peter did not mention the fact that he sent Barney to hurt Frank in the first place.Even so, only Helen found his story suspicious. "Why would Frank send people after you?"She knows that Frank was not that petty and would not have Peter beaten up just because he did not like him.Peter started to stammer right then, "H-He's jealous of me… W