Frank nodded and changed into another jacket before getting into Vicky''s car.


    The Fieldens were actually not a particrly important family. Paul Fielden, the family head,


    was a venture capitalist.


    His family had fallen on hard times and their numbers were dwindling, but they retained many


    treasures from their more illustrious predecessors. The drakeroot was naturally one of them.


    Vicky, who had partnered with him before, rode shotgun to call Paul ahead of time.


    "Hello, Mr. Fielden? It''s Vicky." Sheughed as she made small talk with Paul before getting to


    the point. "So, I was wondering if you''re at home? I would like to visit today."


    Paul was absolutely stunned on the other end.


    The Turnbulls had certainly been making waves in Riverton recently, and their heiress was


    actually making time to visit him?


    Though he had a hunch that Vicky wanted something, he had no reason to refuse.


    After some thought, he said, "Of course you''re wee to visit, Ms. Turnbull. My wife is home right


    now, so you can go straight there. I''m on my way home myself—see you soon."


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    "Great! See you," Vicky eximed and hung up.


    Frank arrived at the Fieldens'' residence soon enough, and Vicky rang the doorbell.


    Ding-dong...


    However, no one answered even after a long while, and Vicky was frowning. "What the hell is Paul


    ying at? Didn''t he say his wife is in?"


    Frank shrugged. "Maybe she''s out?"


    "Let''s just wait for a bit." Vicky sighed exasperatedly as she pressed the doorbell again, since she had


    something important to do and could not leave whether Mrs. Fielden was in or not.


    Frank shrugged—he was fine either way.


    That was when the doors opened, and a woman dressed in a thin sleeping gown strode out grumpily.


    Frank nced at her—she was just over her twenties, her skin fair and her pretty cheeks flushed.


    To think that Paulnded such a youthful wife in his thirties. the old man had game for sure.


    Vicky was delighted to see Sylvia Cassidy in turn, but Sylvia snapped at her before she could


    speak, "What are you people doing here outside my house? Get lost!"


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    Vicky frowned, frustrated right then—she hade to visit, and Sylvia was already snapping at


    them?


    She was about to retort when Frank squeezed her hand—they were not going to get the


    drakeroot if she started arguing with Sylvia.


    Then, nodding politely at Sylvia, he asked, "You must be Mrs. Fielden. I''m Frank Lawrence, a


    consultant in Grande Pharma, and this is Vicky Turnbull, the CEO of Grande Corp. We''re here to


    visit your husband."


    Frank actually thought mentioning names would encourage Sylvia to be polite, but she


    remained grumpy as she snapped, "He''s not home. Come some other day."


    "Oh, but we actually called Mr. Fielden earlier," Frank exined. "He told us you''d be here and


    asked us to wait while he returned."


    "What?!" Sylvia eximed in shock right then before turning and running back into the house!