Gina had received a call froin Lane Holdings that Helen never returned after lunch.


    Since Helen also had a meetingter, she would not leave for no reason,


    That was why Gina tracked Helen’s phone, and it was fortunate she made it in time… or Frank would


    have had his way with her!


    Frank rolled his eyes but said patiently, “It was Zeb Larkin,”


    “Don’t you dare nder Mr. Larkin!” Gina snapped at him in contempt. “Do you think he’s scùm like


    you?!”


    Frank frowned. “I’m just telling the truth. Believe what you want,‘


    Peter leapt up to grab his arm. “Don’t even try to argue! We’re taking you to the cops!”


    “That’s enough!” Helen snapped right then. “Zeb was the one who drugged me and brought me here,


    but Frank came to save me, Zeb would have his way for me if he didn’t make it in time!”


    Gina gaped, but she refused to believe it. “It’s alright, Helen–I’m here now, so just tell the truth. Don’t


    worry about that bastard.”


    “Exactly,” Peter joined in. “What good is helping him anyway?”


    Helen inhaled deeply–how could they doubt her?


    Fortunately, Zeb did not take his phone when he fled.


    Helen picked it up from the edge of the bed, brought up the video footage, and showed them: Zeb’s


    filthy words and behavior were perfectly clear, and Frank arrived just in time to save Helen.


    Gina simply looked on in disbelief, “No, that’s impossible. Mr. Larkin is not like that.”


    “Yeah, there must be a misunderstanding,” Peter added, finding it hard to ept as well.


    Frank snorted coldly. “Hrious. The evidence is right there, and you still think there’s a


    misunderstanding.”


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    “W–What’s the problem? We have the right to be skeptical,” Peter stammered.


    Gina shot him a look of contempt in turn. “Exactly. It’s our family’s business–you don’t get to tell us


    what to do!”


    “Actually, I’m not bothered at all.” Frank rolled his eyes and turned to leave.


    “Frank! Where are you going?” Helen hurried after him, but Peter and Gina stopped her.


    “Where do you think you are going, Helen?” Gina snapped.


    “Frank saved me, Mom!” Helen eximed, staring at her speechless. “Not only did you refuse to thank


    him, but you had to insult him too?!”


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    Gina thought nothing of it. “So what if he did? What’s so impressive about that? He should be doing


    that much after freeloading off us for years!”


    In fact, she would rather Frank never showed up, so that Helen would be Mrs. Larkin with a


    shotgun wedding!


    “Enough!” Helen snapped, almost crying in frustration at her mother’s unreasonable nature.


    She quickly ran out of the room, but Frank was already gone.


    Dropping to a crouch, she started bawling in regret!


    Meanwhile, Frank was on the phone with Hans Schnee.


    “Yes, Mr. Lawrence?”


    “I’m sending you a location,” Frank said. “Come here quickly.”


    “Yes, sir,” Hans replied before asking curiously, “Is it just going to be me? And what’s it going to be?”