Helen almost shed tears from sheer frustration. "How could you do this to me, Vicky?!"


    Vicky walked up and hugged Helen while purring, "Oh, dear Helen... Why are you tearing up? It really


    hurts to look—but reality is just that cruel. All is fair in love and war! You need more resolve than this!"


    Wagging her finger at Helen, she continued, "I mean, just think about it—why would I help you be


    the next head of the Lane family? Just so that you can lord over me? I''d be shooting myself in the foot,


    and I''m not as dumb as you are."


    Seeing that Vicky''s words were striking Helen where it hurts most, Frank sighed exasperatedly. "That''s


    enough now, Vicky. Stop scaring her—don''t you have any ideas?"


    "Huh?" Vicky turned toward him in shock. "Did you think I''m just scaring her, darling? This is a once-in-


    a-lifetime opportunity to defeat Helen once and for all. Fine, I''ll be frank. I''m not some deity who can


    make money out of such a huge farm in two months. Helen is in for it now."


    Helen really snapped at that and pushed Vicky away as she huffed, "T-To think I thought you were


    helping me out of the kindness of your heart. You''re despicable, Vicky!"


    "You tter me." Vicky smiled, leaving Helen feeling like she was punching futilely into cotton.


    In the end, she had to rely on Frank.


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    He actually had an idea after racking his brainsst night. If it was sessful, they would make a billion


    in under a month!


    "Vicky, could you make a call to that star celebrity. Noel York, was it?" he asked, his eyes shing


    sharply.


    "Frank." Helen tugged on him gratefully right then.


    Frank smiled in turn—while he had always supported Helen from the shadows to help her grow in the


    three years they had been married, there was no time for that this time.


    He shall get involved personally this time.


    "Have Ms. York film somemercials for us and distribute it across all channels," Frank said quietly.


    "Spare no expense—the more publicity, the better. Announce that we, the Lane family, will be starting a


    member-exclusive farm trip, and only twenty people are allowed in each day."


    "A farm trip?" Vicky rolled her eyes, seeing that Frank was already taking Helen''s side. "I''ve thought


    about it, but it''s basically impossible—we''re short on time, and thepetition is too fierce for us


    unless we have an edge."


    "Exactly." Frank smiled confidently. "We do."


    "Contact Dan Zimmer of Flora Hall and nave him endorse as well. Just say..."


    Frank paused, musing to himself before saying, "Just say that our farm trip is different from the rest. It''s


    a one-day journey, but most of the tourist''s hidden mdies would be cured, and their lifespans would


    be extended by a year!"


    "What?!" Even Helen appeared embarrassed by such oundish ims. "Isn''t that false advertising?"


    Vicky was speechless too. "Extending their lifespans by a year. You really know how to spin it, darling!"


    "What, are you doubting me?" Frank nced between them, huffing. "Thene up with a viable idea


    on your own."


    "Heh," Vicky giggled.