J lowered her head shyly as soon as she saw Frank, while Danughed heartily. “You’re early, Mr.


    Lawrence. But since you’re here, let’s go in together!”


    “Oh… Actually, I just finished work.”


    Dan nodded. “Well, you’d be busy after getting promoted to being Ms. Turnbull’s personal consultant


    recently. Your future is bright!”


    Frank waved him off. “Oh, you’re exaggerating, Mr. Zimmer.”


    Moreover, he was just her personal bodyguard and not a consultant… to think that word traveled fast,


    and even Dan found out.


    “Well, you’re here anyway. Let’s go in!” Dan said.


    “Go… where?‘


    “The restaurant!” Dan chuckled.


    Frank was bemused and presumed that Dan was buying him dinner.


    In that case, why did he not call ahead of time?


    Still, since he had not eaten, Frank said, “Alright! I’ll go upstairs to get changed–I’ll be right down.”


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    “Sure,” Dan said. “We’ll be waiting for you in the private room.”


    It was only then that he noticed Frank was dressed casually–he was certainly respectful, getting


    changed before they met.


    After parting ways with Frank, Dan led J to the private room Greg booked.


    Greg and Helen’s family, who were already there, promptly rose to greet them when they arrived.


    “Ah, Mr. Zimmer.” Greg was smiling as he fawned over the man. “You should’ve told me that you


    arrived I would’ve gone downstairs to receive you.”


    –


    “Oh, there’s no need to go through so much trouble,” Dan said.


    “Please take a seat, Mr. Zimmer,” Helen then said.


    “Oh, okay…” Dan replied, his expression uneasy as he turned toward the Lanes.


    He was certainly puzzled–why would Frank bring his ex–wife if he was going to propose? Was this not


    deliberate harassment toward J?


    Still, it was a good day, so he did not let it show.


    “Oh, you look even more beautiful than before!” Gina beamed, showering J with endlessly praise.


    “Thank you, ma’am,” J said awkwardly, feeling the creeps as Peter’s eyes were fixed on her


    constantly.


    Greg spread his arms just then and beckoned at a waiter. “You can start serving now.”


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    “But isn’t that too soon, Mr. Marsh?” Dan promptly said. “Not everyone is here…” “No, everyone’s


    here.” Greg chuckled. “Or have you invited someone else?‘


    Dan was totally dumbstruck. “But the groom–to–be isn’t here yet. How could we start without him?”


    Greg was totally bemused and nced between J and Peter. “They’re here, aren’t they? Ms.


    Zimmer and Mr. Lane are sitting right here.”


    “What?” Dan was left gaping–was Frank not the groom–to–be? How did it turn into Peter Lane?!


    “What?!” J eximed at the same time and sprang to her feet as a chill ran down her spine.


    Peter was such a freak, and she had no intention of marrying him!


    She promptly turned to Dan, asking in grief, “What is going on here, Grandpa?”


    “I…” Dan was speechless–he did not think this would happen!


    Wheeling on Greg, he demanded, “Mr. Marsh, didn’t you tell me that the groom–to–be is Vicky’s


    personal consultant?!”