Winter's jaw could not close for a long while, as she had no idea what to say.

"F-Frank...?"

As she came to her senses, she asked in agitation, "Are you really Governor Quill's grandson?!"

"Yeah." Frank nodded.

However, Winter clearly did not notice the troubled look in his eyes and hung her head as she murmured to herself, "Great... I knew you were special and would succeed one day... And prove yourself..." Frank chuckled when he saw that Winter was more thrilled than he was.

Patting her head, he reminded her, "Relying on family and connections isn't really succeeding, kiddo."

Winter drew a blank but soon grinned in delight and shook her head repeatedly. "Doesn't matter now. No one would dare mess with you, Frank! You're Governor Quill's grandson, gosh..." "Shush..."

"Then... what is?"

than he was, Frank put a finger on his

what Frank said, with Jean staring blankly at Frank. "Wait, are you

going to refuse this...

knuckles clenched. "You just have to announce it, and no one will ever make

I've made

speaking quietly. "Kwill fight for my own future myself if I only shine because of family and connections, how am I different from the Quills? I'd just end up looking like a

greatly in Frank's favor to let

brother with such a huge halo over my head?

That question certainly stung.

sycophants would flock to him. Some would even question if the likes of Vicky Turnbull and Helen

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