Vicky stuck her tongue out at Frank, while Helen frowned.


    "Alright, just leave this whole affair to me," he said. "Both of you just follow my orders—you''ll be


    handing the advertising and getting all the public figures of Riverton to build hype. The more hype, the


    better.


    "As for me^" Frank nced at the farnd around him, sighing. "I''ll be staying here for a while."


    "Frank..." Helen was awash with emotion.


    She was convinced she could rise as the next head of the Lane family, only to end up relying on Frank


    again.


    It was as emotional as it was awkward—in fact, Frank''s im before that he was the reason Lane


    Holdings flourished during their three-year marriage was no lie.


    Frank patted her on the head just then. "Come on. You don''t need me if you can do everything yourself.


    Go on—get to work."


    "Yeah," Helen nodded.


    "ying favorites huh, Frank?" Vicky''s huffed, puffing her cheeks in jealousy. "You''re always on Helen''s


    side, never caring about me! I''m upset now!"


    Frank chuckled. "Comining when you already have the goodies? When did I ever refuse when you


    really need me?"


    Vicky thought about it and nodded as she smiled again. "True. Well, we''re leaving now. Look, darling—


    it''s fine if you fail. I''m not going to me you—just let Helen suffer the consequences alone."


    Vexed, Helen tried to punch Vicky even as she giggled and waved nonchntly. "You and Frank


    nned this just to scare me!"


    "No. Actually, I just wanted you to suffer."


    "V-i-c-ky T-u-r-n-bu-l-l!!!"


    Frank watched as they chased each other on their way out, though his smile soon turned somber.


    Farm trips were wildly popr over thest few years, and most city-dwelling bigwigs were losing


    interest.


    But what if it was a trip that extended one''s lifespan and nourished their body?


    Rich folks tended to hope to live longer, and none of them would rather die in pain of death.


    And Frank was aiming for them as his target demographic.


    Livestock, ntations, and fisheries were outdated—Frank could work himself to death and never earn


    a billion dors in two months with those.


    On the other hand, if this membership-exclusive tour scheme filled its twenty-person quota every day,


    and with tickets priced at two million dors, one month was enough for them to recoup their spending.


    Naturally, Frank would still need help from both Flora Hall and Trevor Zurich—he could notplete


    such a grand project on his own.


    Still, while he was busy nning everything, Frank''s phone suddenly rang.


    "Hello?" he answered, and it was Trevor by sheer coincidence.


    "Mr. Lawrence? You asked me to look into the Leaf family of Norsedam before, yes? Well, I found


    something."


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    Frank nodded in satisfaction. "Heh. It actually took you a week? It seems that the Leaf family are good


    at keeping things under wraps."