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 had not been

causing trouble? Why did he always have to get on the wrong side of such terrible

had gone through great lengths just to give Frank a chance. Forget not knowing that—he had to trample all over her effort and

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 picture? What if I told you that I killed him to protect my family?

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

leave without a care, scoffing as he did. "Oh, and best wishes

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