After the dinner party, several more of Frank''s friends arrived for the second half of the evening. And there was an unexpected guest.
This was the first time I had seen Luke, the illegitimate son of the Smith family. He was dressed in a ck suit and pushed open the door to the private room. Leaning against the door, his face, which bore a slight resemnce to Frank''s, wore a sinister expression. He tapped his fingers on the door.
Frank''s expression remained unchanged, as if he waspletely unaware of the person''s presence. He casually yed a card. "Four of spades."
"Six of diamonds," said Zachary.
"Looks like I win again," said Frank with a satisfied look on his face.
"Damn, are you cheating or what?" eximed Charlie.
The remaining two yers were speechless.
They were ying high stakes, and Frank ended up with a seven-figure win.
Zachary chuckled. "Looks like your girlfriend is bringing you good luck."
"Probably." Frank''s modesty was contradicted by the smile in his eyes.
Jane, while shuffling the cards,ined, "Charlotte, can you believe this? Stealing you is one thing, but now he''s stealing my money too." "Bettinges with the risk of losing." Frank smiled lightly, generously offering. "However, Charlie can cover your store''s rent."
"Frank, your ability to give away other people''s stuff is impressive," said Charlie.
"So what?" Frank countered.
Charlie nced at Jane and said generously, "Of course it''s fine. Since this is the first time meeting Charlotte, consider this a wee gift."
"Thank you, Mr. Lennox!" Jane smiled at him, "Mr. Lennox, you are so generous. You clearly have the makings of someone who can achieve great things, unlike those pampered rich kids." Knock knock-This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.
There was another knock on the door, this time with much more force.
Luke smirked. "Such a lively gathering? Frank, why didn''t you invite me for your birthday?"
As he spoke, he stepped inside and looked at me, sitting beside Frank. "Is this Miss Shaw, the eldest daughter of the Shaw family? Should I call you Charlotte?"
Frank scoffedzily and lifted his eyes, "Charlotte? Do you think you''re worthy of calling her that? Know your ce."
"Brother, that''s a bit harsh."
Luke dragged a chair over and sat down. "We''re all from the Smith family, we all have the Smith family''s blood. What difference does it make between you and me?"
Frank handed me a ss of room-temperature juice,pletely ignoring him. "There''s a difference between people and dogs."
Luke adjusted his sses on his nose. "You don''t need to be so hostile. It''s Dad who sent me to ask you, since you''re still alive, whether you''ll being back for the family banquet tomorrow night?" "Then please, ask him if he''s willing to let you be disgraced."
"What do you mean?"
Frank casually fiddled with the cards. "The Smith family''s artificial intelligence project has failed, resulting in a loss of over a billion and you''re still able to stay in the Smith Group?"
Luke''sposure faltered, and his fingers clenched. "How did you know about this? It hasn''t been made public yet."
"Maybe because it was all my doing?"
Frank''s smile was insincere, his eyes calm and frighteningly steady.
Luke''s expression turned hostile. "You did this?"
"Just collecting debts. It''s quite fair," said Frank.
"What debts? I don''t know what you''re talking about."
Luke''s expression changed, and he quickly regained hisposure. "You don''t need to worry about whether I can stay at the Smith Group. I''m here today to inform you toe home tomorrow night..."