There was either no Bloodcrane Spiritbloom inside at all, or the box could contain the scent of the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom-just like the one Frank had. "Hello? We're here."

Soon, Helen's call was answered, and an obscure woman's voice spoke from the other end.

Since Helen had put the call on loudspeaker, Frank could hear clearly enough to tell right away that it was none other than Horey Lindt.

"I'm watching the cameras," she said right away. "Frank Lawrence isn't here, is he?"

"Frank?"

and frowned as she glanced at Huub and her mother. "Why would you care

Well, he has the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom, so if he's not here, then

"Hah!"

Helen's phone right then and snapped coolly, "Listen closely! I am Huub Droitner, heir to Droitner Inc.!

in laughter of disdain. "Pfft... Huub Droitner, you say? Who do you think you are?! And you think some tiny company like yours could hold on to

kidnapper's diss but persisted nonetheless. "It's a family heirloom kept well hidden for years! I wouldn't be taking it

doesn't even flinch when he has to

it, you should forget about Frank already! Did you see the look on his face when we begged him for the same thing? He just says no to our faces, even if it's Gavin, who has helped you so much. He wouldn't

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