As Helen turned and fled into the fitting room, Vicky saw that and returned inside as well.


    "Oh, what are you getting embarrassed about?" Sheughed.


    Soon, Helen could be heard yelling indignantly and struggling. "What are you doing, Vicky?!" "Oh,


    Helen! You can''t tell from the outside, but you''ve got a really nice body..." "Stop touching me! I''m


    warning you... Ah! Stop!" The voices of thedies as they yed around left Frank clearing his throat


    awkwardly.


    He turned away, only to find a retail assistant hiding a giggle, leaving him further embarrassed.


    The opening ceremony of Lane Holdings'' farm resort took ce the next noon, an asion of pomp


    and circumstance.


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    Thanks to the endless efforts in promotion and marketing, the little farm resort had beca sensation in


    Riverton.


    Frank even prepared a banquet for the asion, as countless rich and powerful figures arrived.


    Hundreds of luxury cards lined the parking lot, and several roads were locked down to stop more


    peopleing.


    Frank, Helen and Vicky were at the gates, weing the guests. Naturally, they would be receiving the


    rich and powerful, as there were other staff members who would receive the average Joes and in


    Janes.


    "Mr. Lawrence." Trevor hurried to Frank''s side excitedly, looking dapper in a suit. "The tickets for Ms.


    York''s concert alone and the auction for the reservations of the hyper premium experience have


    already made a billion dors in revenue." "Haha, not bad." Frank pped Trevor on the shoulder,


    surprised by how well-received the farm resort was.


    "Tut, tu... Noel rmended this ce, but it''s not exactly that amazing, is it?" A tall, haughty woman


    with a wless face strode in the front gates in a red gown just then.


    "Who''s that?" Frank asked, already feeling inexplicably repulsed by her lofty attitude.


    They had not spent that much tbuilding the farm resort, but everything was up to the strictest and


    highest standard.


    To mock it was an obvious attempt at causing trouble.


    Seeing that she was ignoring all the rich and powerful figures flocking around her as well, Trevor


    quickly leaned in to whisper into Frank''s ear, "That''s Rory Thames, Mr. Lawrence. She''s Draconia''s top


    singer "Really?" Frank could see Rory''s influence and certainly did not want to upset her. He


    approached her in greeting, saying, "Thank you foring, Ms. Thames. The VIP seats are on the


    second floor, if you could please proceed " "Tch. Who do you think you are, talking to me? Get Noel


    now," Rory snapped, clearly holding no regard for him and not even bothered to speak with him.


    Frank took a deep breath and kept his smile, "Ms. Thames, Ms. York is currently preparing backstage


    and unable to receive you just yet. Please be patient and wait on the second floor for the tbeing."


    "What''s the meaning of this? Are you unhappy with my presence?" Rory snorted, rolling her eyes since


    she saw the annoyance in Frank''s eyes.


    Frank was silent, and his eyes were cold when he looked up again. "Ms. Thames, you''re welcif you''re


    here as a guest. But if you''re just here to cause trouble, I''m afraid I''ll have to ask you to leave." S And


    with that, Frank turned to leave and greet other guests, leaving Rory behind, shocked.


    "H-How dare you take that tone with me!" she bellowed, clearly furious. "Where''s the manager?! I want


    to talk to them—is this how their receptionists treat your guests?!"