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?"

mother. "Why would you care about

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

"Hah!"

heir to

silence ensued over the phone before Horey suddenly burst out in laughter of disdain. "Pfft... Huub Droitner, you say? Who do you think you are?! And you think some tiny company

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

looking at Huub in admiration. "Just look at Mr. Droitner, Helen! He doesn't even flinch when he has to give up a family heirloom for your sake... he has such a

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 mind watching Gavin being kidnapped and tortured just to hold on

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