The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As they returned to their table, Will made up the excuse that he fell and had his hand stabbed by a fork on the floor, thus causing the earlier commotion. Cindy certainly could not just sit and watch, and she started to pull him along. "Come on. Let's get you to a doctor to clean that up."

"

"It's fine," Will said awkwardly, peeking at Frank and clearing his throat. "Mr. Lawrence has already helped me, and it doesn't hurt anymore, so...' Naturally, Cindy did not trust him at all and scoffed at the idea that Frank could help. "No way! He's just some common thug-who would you rather believe, him or a doctor?! Let's go already, or you'd get an infection because of him. It'd be terrible if it leaves a scar..."

Ultimately, Will had no choice but to leave as Cindy basically dragged him away.

Exasperated, he nodded at Frank before he left, though Frank was taking a sip of coffee and did not seem to respond.

Helen watched as Will and Cindy left, and she turned anxiously toward Frank. "Did you just-"

then. "Don't worry.

of vital documents from my laptop. If Lanecorp's rivals get their hands on those

He wouldn't dare," Frank replied, finishing his coffee while flashing her

could only nod despite her misgivings-Frank had never let her down,

and leaving Grand Coast Hotel, Frank remembered to call Vicky Turnbull and warn

by the news, since the Lionhearts had been unexpectedly calm in Morhen-there were no signs they were

working. "Uncle Glen's just called, saying that Titus'

a while as Helen watched, but he said staunchly, "Either way, just be prepared. You don't have to tell your uncle,