Once Frank and Kat returned to the suburban cottage, they found Nash at the doorway, having waited


    for a while.


    He appeared anxious as he held his phone in his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw


    them.


    He walked up to them, smiling. "Mr. Lawrence, I just called Ms. Blue. I didn''t think she''d bail you out so


    soon."


    "Oh, that wasn''t necessary." Frank smiled in turn. "Call Ms. Blue again. Tell her she doesn''t have to


    come over."


    "Oh, okay." Nash quickly made the call.


    However, Frank soon heard Frida''s tone of exasperation. "Please pass the phone to Frank."


    Once Nash did so gingerly, Frida asked tiredly, "It''s just been a day, and you''ve already gotten yourself


    into trouble?"


    "It''s not my fault." Frank chuckled, ncing at Kat beside him. "A bunch of fools were attacking Nash. I


    had to help."


    "Nash...?"


    Frida was stumped when Frank mentioned Nash and sighed heavily. "You don''t have to worry about


    him. He''s not all what he seems."


    "That so?" Frank raised a brow, as the way Frida put it left his curiosity piqued.


    "Anyway, just keep your hands to yourself, or you''re going back to Riverton," Frida said coolly.


    Frank pursed his lips in turn. "So I''m just supposed to bear with it if someone gives me shit?"


    "Yes!" Frida snapped angrily.


    "No chance!" Frank refused right away.


    "Watch it!" Friad snapped but ultimately sighed in resignation. "Look, the Turnbulls and the Lionhearts


    are both getting antsytely, so you really should watch yourself or Ms. Turnbull might get it too. I''m


    begging you, please?"


    "Fine, I''ll do my best." Frank sighed reluctantly—while he got tough whenever anyone snapped at him,


    he would always give in if they were reasonable.


    "Good. I''m hanging up if there''s nothing else," Frida said.


    Once she hung up, Nash hurried to him and asked, "Mr. Lawrence, Ms. Blue—"


    "She told me to watch myself," Frank said, while shooting Kat an exasperated look.


    "Oh, it''s all our fault." Nash sighed audibly before wheeling on Kat with a frown. "Apologize to Mr.


    Lawrence right now! You started it!"


    "Why should I?! I didn''t ask either of you toe—Hux Darman wouldn''t have gotten involved if you


    weren''t there!" Kat snapped back coldly, the words of concern for her father vaporizing from the tip of


    her tongue.


    Pulling off her wig and striding impatiently into the cottage, she suddenly poked her head out and


    added coolly, "Right, and don''t ever show up around my ssmates. You embarrass me!"


    Kat was clearly upset with her father''s attitude, even though he tried to save her earlier.


    Nash watched as she left and sighed—he might have raised his daughter alone for years, but he had


    no idea how to handle her aside from being good to her.


    Somehow, that only got her unhappy, iming that he was too weak.


    Frank could only offer a few words offort. "She''s a good kid. She''ll understand that you mean well


    when she''s older."


    "I can only hope." Nash sighed.


    Frank could see that even if there was a rift between father and daughter, their kinship was still


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