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.

the last few days had not been kind to

hold back and stop causing trouble? Why did he always have to get on the wrong side

Forget not knowing that—he had to trample all over her effort and

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

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

to leave without a care, scoffing as he did. "Oh, and best wishes for your wedding. Hope you get

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