Frank rolled his eyes at Vicky. “What on earth do you keep in your brain?” “You.” Vicky smiled.

Frank was left speechless.

They arrived at the small diner that Winter’s adoptive mother owned, and a sweet young girl greeted them as soon as they entered.

“Please sit anywhere you like,” she said.

Frank studied the girl and saw some resemblance between her and his mentor.

Vicky cleared her throat just then, bringing him to his senses.

of your

around–though it was a modest diner, there were

was most definitely lively during

think, Mr. Lawrence? She fits your

life is. If she’s self–sufficient, I won’t impose…” Turning to Vicky just then, he asked, “It won’t be an issue for you to arrange a job for her when she graduates, right?” “No problem since you’ve asked.” Vicky shrugged, a lot less wary toward Winter than Helen. Frank turned to Yara just

necessary. Just holding up my end of our deal,”

now.” Soon, a man in a suit hurried into the

to be Winter’s adopted

son–helping out as soon as he returns from work,” Vicky pointed out. Frank was further relieved as well, since Winter’s

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