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.

partners before Vicky fell sick,

her seal of approval was definitely

you, Mr. Lawrence,” he said

“Likewise.”

back to Vicky, asking in curiosity, “So. What are you both doing out here, instead of

idea quickly coming

was still willing to show respect

in,” Paul quickly said,

in a baseball jersey, almost stumbling as

What are you doing here?” Paul exclaimed in surprise. “I thought you said you had

“Oh,

nodded, smiling nonchalantly as he explained, “That’s

would stay over from time to

and said, “Go get your cousin, Stanley. Tell her we

okay…” Stanley stammered

was frowning, his eyes never leaving

downstairs, having changed into something formal instead of her sleeping

Lawrence. This is my wife, Sylvia. She used to be the prettiest girl in

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