Even Stan was left eximing in awe after reading the manual. “You’re a genius, Mr. Lawrence!


    Robert then asked, “Are you willing to sell this, Mr. Lawrence? I’m willing to buy it off your hands.”


    Frank chuckled. “You’re exaggerating, sir. It’s just a manual–you can have it if you want it.”


    It was actually worthless to him, and he certainly did not mind letting them have it for Yara’s sake.


    “Oh… This is a little too much!” Robert eximed, surprised by Frank’s generosity. “If you


    need anything, you need just ask–I promise to do my utmost to help as long as it’s within my power…”


    Frank thought about it and suddenly asked, “Would you happen to know who owns the mansion on top


    of the hill?”


    Robert appeared surprised but soon smiled, “Actually, the luxurious residences of Skywater Bay is a


    development project my son led. What a coincidence!”


    Stan quickly asked, “Are you interested in the mansion, Mr. Lawrence?”


    He was utterly respectful now that he had seen the depth of Frank’s abilities, no longer showing any


    hint of contempt.


    Frank nodded. “It does look good. May I ask how much it would cost?”


    “What are you saying, Mr. Lawrence?” Stan smiled, spreading his arms. “You can have it if you like it.”


    As a real estate developer, he owned more than a few such luxury homes. And getting into Frank’s


    good graces with just one was more than worth it!


    Still, Frank quickly shook his head..“I can see that the mansion is worth a fortune. I’d rather buy it off


    your hands…”


    “Haha!” Robertughed heartily. “You have a keen eye, Mr. Lawrence. However, those


    mansions are not for sale–we only offer them as presents to friends of our family. The people who live


    there are either rich or important.”


    Then, turning to Yara, he added, “Moreover, how can I make you pay for it when you’re going to be my


    son–inw? Just consider it her dowry. Once you two pick a good day to tie the knot, I’d be relieved.”


    “Uh…” Frank was left stumped and turned toward Yara in hopes she would bail him out.


    Yara braced herself in turn. “It’s still too early for that, Dad. Frank and I can decide for ourselves–you


    don’t have to pry.”


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    “Oh, are you getting embarrassed?” Robert chuckled. “You’re not exactly young, though. You shouldn’t


    drag things out.”


    “I know. I will try,” Yara grumbled under her breath.


    “Good, good. As long as you both understand,” Robert said, refraining from pressing the issue at that.


    Yara then said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take Frank to check out the mansion…”


    “Of course. Go on–and you don’t have toe back tonight.” Robert grinned, waving her goodbye.


    Yara promptly pulled Frank along as they left–her dad would ask for more if they waited!


    “What’s the hurry, Yara?” Stan suddenly asked.


    “What are you talking about? I’m not in a hurry,” Yara muttered defensively.


    Stan whipped out a key card from his pocket. “How are you going to get inside the mansion. without


    this?”


    Yara smacked herself on the forehead. “Oh, I forgot.”


    She took the card and left the manor with Frank.


    As they headed uphill along the little road, Yara breathed a sigh of relief when there was no one else


    around. “I’m really sorry about today, Mr. Lawrence… I even troubled you to help my father improve the


    Boltsmacker.”


    “It’s nothing, Ms. Quill.” Frank smiled.


    And with that, neither spoke again.