Jade, Luna, and Fleur—who had a major disagreement with Frank and the others at Lane Manor just


    yesterday—were there too.


    Pursing her lips, Fleur was already snorting when Frank arrived. "I''m telling you—he definitely came


    empty-handed and is going to appeal to our better nature using Henry Lane''s name. I mean, these


    people, pooling a billion dors in a day? Dream on!"


    Roth Lane, Gavin''s eldest son, was there too, frowning at her words.


    "Madam Lang," he said quietly, "Mr. Lawrence isn''t all he seems. A billion dors really isn''t that much


    money to him."


    "Oh, don''t be such a wuss, Roth." Luna snorted haughtily. "Even I can admit that Frank Lawrence has


    friends, but gathering a billion dors in a day? It''s still a challenge."


    "Don''t worry, Luna." Jade grinned, winking at her. "That man obviously brought Helen here to appeal to


    emotion. And the farm is a money sink anyway—Helen would never make money out of it even if she


    bought it. They''d just lose more than what they bargained for."


    Luna smiled confidently at her mother''s words.


    Meanwhile, Frank stopped his Maybach by the curb and alighted.


    While Frank was dressed casually, Helen wore a sunflower print blouse with jeans and arge sun hat.


    On the other hand, Vicky was dressed more fashionably with her little ck dress that kept her thigh-


    highs just short of exposure.


    Coupled with her stunning figure, shades and parasol, she certainly had the look of a noble daughter


    inspecting hernds.


    Naturally, she was an heiress in every sense of the word.


    Her getup left Roth stunned even as he stood afar, and it took him a long while to turn away and sigh—


    Vicky''s fame for her beauty across thend was certainly warranted.


    As for Luna, she could only pout and click her tongue. "Stinker."


    As Frank led both women to Gavin, Gavin quickly asked, "How did it go, Helen? Do you have the


    capital ready?"


    "Uh... Yes," Helen nodded tamely, ncing at Frank feebly.


    Just yesterday, she received a call from her bank saying that someone wired two billion dors into her


    ount.


    Naturally, it had to be Frank.


    "Oh, that''s good," Gavin said, sighing in relief at Helen''s confirmation—who knew how Fleur would


    harass them if they did not have enough. "Just wait here for a moment. I''ll send for my father right


    away."


    Gavin led them to the veranda before leaving to get his father.


    Before he left, he shot Roth a look, who caught his cue right then.


    His father wanted him to be the mediator!


    It was certainly a monumental task, but Roth nodded.


    That was when Fleur, who was seated on an armchair, scoffed. "I was told yesterday that you''re buying


    this farm, Helen. It''s a good idea, but it''s really expensive, with all the resources Mark poured into it. DoContent bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    you have enough money?"


    "You don''t have to worry about that, Madam Lang," Helen replied, her tone staunch despite her almost


    casual getup.


    Frank suddenly remembered how Helen deted after snapping at Fleur, Luna, and Jade, and he could


    not help snickering.


    Helen could immediately tell what was on his mind and subtly rolled her eyes at him.