And with those words, Frank left with Vicky and the others without waiting another moment.


    Stan left with his men too, leaving Carol and her family stupefied at the diner.


    Winter was especially curious. “Who is Frank Lawrence? Why would he give us so much money?”


    It certainly mystified her.


    Fred was staring at the number Frank left and suddenly said, “Could he be interested in Winter?”


    “What?” win


    Winter was shocked. “I don’t even know him.”


    “Just a whim.” Fred shrugged. “I noticed he’s been staring at you all this time. He probably helped us


    because he’s after you, while setting bait to y hard to get.”


    Winter actually thought it possible, since she noticed Frank staring at her too.


    “Nonsense,” Carol snapped just then.


    “It’s not.” Fred insisted on his opinion. “Just look at the two women with him–they’re both beautiful and


    seem to be important people. Even the men who brought all those officers with him were very


    respectful. He might be some kingpin.”


    Carol nodded in turn. “Then stay away from him. You mustn’t get involved with such people.”


    In reality, Carol had another theory.


    She and her husband had adopted Winter all those years ago because herst name was


    Lawrence too.


    And now, another Lawrence came, his eyes constantly fixed on Winter.


    He just might be Winter’s biological brother.


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    However, since Frank was not mentioning that and not revealing his intent, Carol had no intention of


    losing her daughter just yet.


    If Frank was not going to say anything, she certainly would not.


    Both Fred and Winter nodded, though they each had their own ideas too.


    Meanwhile, Frank and the others parted ways with Stan, while Yara drove them back to the hilltop


    mansion.


    As Frank aligned, Vicky hopped off as well.


    Yara did a double take as she looked on. “Don’t you want a ride home, Ms. Turnbull?”


    “Nope. I’m staying the night.” Vicky waved her off.


    “Oh, okay…” Yara quietly drove away, somehow disappointed even though she could not describe why.


    After washing up, Frank was going to bed.


    However, he found Vicky waiting when he stepped outside the bathroom. Scratching his head, he


    sighed. “If you’re sleeping here, I’m leaving.”


    “Don’t. Sleep all you want–I’d just like a chat.”


    Frank was at once wary.


    “In the middle of the night? What was there to chat about?”


    “Thepany, of course,” Vicky said mischievously, resting her chin on her fingers. “Why are you


    being so cautious?”


    “What do you want to talk about?” Frank asked.


    “If there’s no issue with your recipe, the Rejuvenation Pill would soon be finished. I’d like someone to


    endorse it when the timees.”


    Seeing that she was talking about business, Frank frowned in thought as well. “What’s your n?”


    “A two–pronged strategy,” Vicky said. “A star celebrity and a specialist in medicine. The star celebrity’s


    endorsement ensures product cement, while the specialist ensures reliability.” Frank nodded. “Who


    would you pick for the star celebrity?”


    Vicky took out the autographed dress from her bag. “We have her already. You saved her too, so she


    owes you–it’s probably no issue to ask her for a little favor.”