"What''s wrong? You can just tell me, Uncle Gavin," Helen said, frowning.


    "Alright... Just stay calm, alright?" Gavin asked.


    "Okay," Helen replied.


    Gavin sighed and spoke solemnly just then. "Your uncles recently returned. They found out about that


    farm, and they argued withand your granduncle a few times about it." Pausing, Gavin sighed again.


    "Thenst night, arge group of goons charged into the farm and burnt down the ce, causing


    devastating losses." "What?!" It was not just Helen and Vicky-Frank was furious too.


    "I''ve told your granduncle already," Gavin continued exasperatedly. "We both believe the goons were


    sent by your uncles, and your granduncle had them both brought back to Laneville. But they refused to


    admit it, and there''s nothing we can do." Hearing that, Frank grabbed Helen''s phone and asked


    urgently, "Mr. Lane, what about the herbal bath extract I kept in the warehouse? Are those still


    around?" "Oh, Mr. Lawrence..." Gavin murmured guiltily. "If you meant the pots of green fluids... every


    pot was spilled over, and there''s nothing left. I never knew they''d go that far. The blis on me..." Frank,


    however, could not hear anything else Gavin said.


    He had worked a long tto set up the farm resort, even using a rare treasure to brew that herbal bath


    extract.


    It was supposed to be the mainstay, but it was gone now-how were they supposed to run this business


    without it?! Moreover, Noel York already filmed themercials, and even Dan Zimmer of Flora Hall


    had endorsed it in public.


    Could they really dy the opening? But without the herbal bath extract, how was Frank supposed to


    fulfill the longevity they stated on themercials? Ring...N?velDrama.Org: text ? owner.


    Frank''s phone rang just then as well with a call from Trevor.


    "Mr. Lawrence..." The man''s voice was shaking with rage.


    "It''s fine, I know." Frank stopped him, taking a moment to calm down before asking, "How bad is it?"


    "It''s... terrible," Trevor growled hoarsely and murderously. "I''ll send my men to Laneville right now and


    make them pay!" "That''s enough!" Frank snapped, frowning as he stopped Trevor.


    Then, he paused for a moment before he continued, "Now''s not the tfor that. Just keep this in mind and


    we will pick it upter. The priority now is to minimize the ne damage. Are two days enough to repair all


    the property damage?" Trevor was silent for a moment but soon replied, "Yes, Mr. Lawrence. But the


    herbal bath for the hot springs... It''s all—" "Just leave that to me. Don''t worry about it," Frank assured


    him, even as he gave express orders. "Make an inventory of our losses and replenish our warehouses.


    I''ll be back with the herbal bath in a couple of days. Just get it done." "Yes, Mr. Lawrence," Trevor


    replied and hung up.


    Frank breathed a long sigh in turn, his gaze dark-it appeared that someone was deliberately


    sabotaging the farm resort!