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.

Vicky fell sick, he had grown to acknowledge

her seal of approval was definitely

meet you, Mr. Lawrence,” he

“Likewise.”

in curiosity, “So. What are you

quickly coming to mind.

still willing

Paul quickly

young man in a baseball jersey, almost stumbling as he

surprise. “I

aback. “Oh,

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

Riverton and would stay over

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

stammered as

however, was frowning, his eyes never

downstairs, having changed into

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

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