Frank had finally and earnestly accepted Governor Quill as his maternal grandfather and could not help chuckling as he remembered how Governor Quill referred to his father as 'little shit'. He shook his head, not expecting that his father was the one who married into the Quill family instead.

In fact, the Lord of the Southern Woods had only reached where he currently was because of Frank's mother, who had most probably asked Governor Quill for a few favors!

It was certainly shocking to think that such an illustrious character was just another sugar baby...

"Eh?"

Frank frowned as he suddenly saw Helen Lane's face in his mind and muttered to himself, "Another? Wait, did I just lump myself with him?"

Still, it made sense now that he thought about it, since everyone else considered Frank to be living off Helen.

"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, huh?" he muttered under his breath but soon dispelled the thoughts.

giving him the address of Quill Manor, as well as directions to a port and his yacht's

wanted to, Frank could just go to said port to ask where he was sailing

away his phone and took a cab to the coastal mansion district

since Quill Manor occupied a good portion of the mansion district, and

soon walked up to the grand red gates

man in the military, a man of I stature

as he approached one of the sentires. "I'm Frank Lawrence-I'm Ms.

"Frank Lawrence...?"

soldiers traded glances at Frank's words, but all of them shook

them said. "We weren't informed of your arrival, and this is no place for anyone to

quite polite, Frank had actually expected

try again? Governor Quill is my maternal grandfather, and I'm sure my name might ring a few

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