Frank leered at Greg in disdain. "Who do you think you are, telling me to leave?"Gina snorted pompously. "Don't think you get to strut just because you are Vicky Turnbull's manwhore! Greg is Timmy Yates' business partner—even Vicky Turnbull would have to show him respect!""It's really nothing." Greg waved her off humbly before turning back to Frank. "Gina doesn't want to see you, so know your place and leave, or I'll make you."Frank smiled as he glanced between the pair. "So after all that, the geezer is just your new boyfriend? Don't push yourself when you're that old now, geezer. You should stay home and rest your age weary back.""You asked for this, brat!" Greg did not expect Frank to be that pompous and swung his fist at Frank's face.He had been a school athlete back in high school, and he was tough as nails despite his age. He was convinced he would be fine against some brat!Thud.Suddenly, Frank moved, catching Greg's fist and holding him still right in front of his

Janet was speechless and turned to check the time. "Well, since you're here, Mr. Lawrence, I think it's alright for me to leave. I still have something to attend to."Frank nodded but soon stopped her as he remembered something else. "Hold on, Ms. Zimmer.""Yes?"Frank took out the box of ointment. "If you can make time, I'd like you to deliver this.""Deliver? Where to?" Janet asked as she took the box. "I'll do it first thing tomorrow morning.""Lane Manor," Frank replied. "It's an ointment to remove scars—it's for Helen's face.""Why won't you deliver it yourself?" Janet asked, looking at him hesitantly.Helen was his ex-wife, so would it not be more appropriate if he did it?Frank scratched his head. "Things are hostile between me and the Lanes, and Helen's mother thinks that I'm incompetent. But I was thinking they would believe you if you were the one who brought it to her.""I see," Janet said in realization. "So I don't have to tell them that it's yours?"Frank nodded

Vicky was going to take off Frank's shirt when he caught her, leaving her staring at him in wide-eye confusion."Are you done?" Frank asked, frowning.Vicky gingerly got up. "Really. There's no getting one over you, is there?"Frank was speechless. "Do you really have to?""It's your fault for being such an extraordinary man." Vicky smiled, shrugging.Frank stared at her. "Your fiance's far better than me."Vicky scowled at those words. "Don't mention him—I'd rather die than marry into the Lionheart family."Frank was actually confused. "Why? Don't women like you prefer rich heirs like him?"That was why Helen divorced him too—because he was not a rich kid like Sean Wesley.Vicky wheeled on him right then, her eyes flashing in determination. "Am I that type of woman to you? Then let me give it to you straight—I have no intention of becoming some trophy wife in the Lionheart family. I, Vicky Turnbull, can do what you men do as well!"Understanding that she was no doormat down

Janet flinched, surprised by Gina's sudden outburst and wondering what Frank had ever done to the woman.Gina's face was contorted with rage, but she quickly smiled after her outburst when she realized Janet was still there. "Sorry, Ms. Zimmer," she apologized. "I didn't mean to shout. You probably wouldn't know, but Frank Lawrence was my daughter's ex-husband, and he's been freeloading off our family for three years. He's a lowlife, bringing nothing to the family while Helen paid for everything."Janet raised a brow but nodded. "Don't worry, Mrs. Lane. I promise not to tell him."At the same time, she thought to herself that Frank definitely showed foresight, telling her not to tell the Lanes that he was the one who made the ointment. Otherwise, Gina would have thrown it away.Henry cleared his throat just then and shot Gina a glare. "Frank is not as bad as you make him out to be.""That's enough—you really should stop defending him now." Gina rolled her eyes. "Was what I said

A smile appeared on Helen's face as she immediately recovered her previous confidence."You're even more beautiful than before." Peter could not help praising her."That's my daughter for you," Gina bragged proudly. "She's a natural beauty, unlike that whore Vicky."Gregy nodded repeatedly beside her. "Of course. You were the most beautiful girl back in our school, so Helen would definitely not fall short."He was certainly impressed by Dan's miraculous medicine, just as he was stunned by Helen's beauty.Such a shame that he was not younger… but there was no rule dictating that old men could not date young!While Helen was still busy admiring herself, Gina nudged her. "Thank Mr. Marsh already, Helen. There's no telling how long it would take for you to recover if he didn't speak to Dan Zimmer on your behalf."Helen bowed in gratitude right then. "Thank you, Mr. Marsh…""Oh, it's no big deal," Greg quickly helped her up. "Why don't we have dinner together tonight? I'll book a pr