The nearby elevator doors suddenly opened when Frank was just about to dispose of Hubert's corpse, and a familiar face appeared.

It was none other than Helen Lane.

"Frank...?" she murmured.

Frank glanced at her—she was visibly skinnier, and the dark circles under her eyes were obvious. Even if she tried her best to hide it with makeup, she could not hide it from Frank after their three- year marriage.

few days

was all for Frank, so why could he not just hold back and stop causing trouble? Why did he always have to get on the wrong side of

to give Frank a chance. Forget not knowing that—he had to

he murmured, but soon sneered. "There's a reason behind everything I do, Helen. On the other hand, you only ever get led by the nose, never deciding for yourself. Is all that you see the whole

really shouldn't play saint and accuse me of anything, because you have no right. Run along now, tell

"Oh, and best wishes for

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