Frank frowned—was Sylvia not being too impolite here?

Beside him, Vicky was furious. “What the hell is wrong with her? Isn’t she disrespecting us too much here?”

Frank sighed lengthily, but there was nothing he could do either.

They continued waiting outside the door, and it was fortunate that Paul soon returned.

He alighted, wearing a suit, recognizing Vicky right away and smiling as he greeted her, “Long time no see, Ms. Turnbull. I’m so glad that you’d spare time to visit my humble home.”

“You’re exaggerating.” Vicky smiled.

Paul then noticed Frank and asked in curiosity, “And this gentleman would be…?”

“Frank Lawrence,” Vicky quickly said. “He’s a consultant and shareholder to my company, Grande Pharma.”

Paul was actually surprised.

before Vicky fell sick, he had grown

any person with her seal of approval

Mr. Lawrence,” he said with

“Likewise.”

“So. What are you both doing out here, instead of

idea quickly coming to mind. “We’ve

she was still willing to show respect to Paul and

come on in,” Paul

immediately saw a young man in a baseball

surprise. “I thought you said you had dance lessons just this

aback. “Oh, uh.

as he explained, “That’s my wife’s distant

working here in Riverton and would stay over

“Go get your

stammered as he

however, was frowning, his eyes never leaving

downstairs, having changed into something

Turnbull, Mr. Lawrence. This is my wife, Sylvia. She used

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