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.

that the last few days

for Frank, so why could he not just hold back and stop causing trouble? Why did he always have to get

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

ever get led by the nose, never deciding for yourself. Is all that you see the whole picture?

once. That's why you really shouldn't play saint and accuse me of anything, because you have no right. Run along now, tell Titus that I killed Hubert... But I'm telling you that I'm not afraid of him. No,

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

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