Frank was weary when he left the cafe and decided that he would absolutely refuse Helen if he had any other simr requests in the future.


    Still, he stared at the ck Maserati convertible parked outside, while Juno''s words echoed in his mind:


    "Being my enemy does you no good. ept me like a good boy, and I will provide you with Draconian information that you desire. Take this piece of information as a show of sincerity-there''s an unfinished construction project sitting in the outskirts of Zamri. However, you could ask Ms. Lane to pick it up, since the government would take it back for demotion in a few days. By then, the value would multiply tenfold!"


    "Where did you get that information from?" Frank asked right then.


    Juno simply shed him a mysterious smile. "That''s a secret, unless you say yes..."


    As such, once he left the cafe, Frank whipped out his phone to call Trevor Zurich.


    "Yes, Mr. Lawrence?" Trevor answered right away, respectful as ever.


    "Help me look into this woman named Juno Enigma," Frank said.


    "Juno Enigma...?" Trevor sounded a little surprised.


    "What, you know her?"


    "Just bits and pieces," Trevor replied, uncertain. "She stands at the top of ckrank, though not by brute strength-she is the top information broker in Draconia. Her services are expensive but always urate, and her whereabouts are never certain. There have been bounties put on her head, but no one could really find her, which is how she earned her name."


    Pausing, Trevor asked tentatively, "Why ask about her, Mr. Lawrence? Could you have seen her in person?"


    "Yeah." Frank nodded.


    "That''s amazing!" Trevor eximed. "You have to understand that not


    everyone has the honor of seeing her face. Or after she reached Ascendant rank, at least. Some even questioned her gender, though Juno is obviously feminine so they went with that...."


    "Alright, got it." Frank hung up, and breathed a long sigh.


    It was now not surprising why Juno was so confident-she was both the top ckrank and the best information broker in Draconia.


    Even if Frank had no idea what she was up to, Frank was convinced that it would be no mistake to be wary of her.


    Meanwhile, inside the cafe, Juno had her legs crossed as she slowly put on a pair of shades.


    She finished her coffee and watched


    enigmatically. "We''re both


    vagabonds without a ce to call home... Donn."


    as Frank''s Maybach lene


    Frank stayed the night at Turnbull Estate, getting Vicky to remain there to rest and recover while giving her a box of ointment.


    The next day, he drove straight to


    Zamri, intent on clearing the misunderstanding with Helen since


    he could not reach her phone sincest night.


    He headed straight to Lanecorp, only to open Helen''s office door and find Peter Lane sitting on Helen''s armchair.


    He was busy using his phone and so engrossed that he was cursing unintelligibly from time to time.Published by N?v''elD/rama.Org.