Given what Frank said, it was clear that the old man knew Frank and Helen herself.

And Helen knew Frank enough that there was a fight between them.

Helen then subtly glanced at the helicopter in the distance. It was clear the helicopter had been parked there for a while, or it would not have drawn so many people.

"Sir," she said. "Please don't be upset with Frank. I understand you've waited for a while, so why don't you come sit inside?"

"Oh, you have good manners. That's great.” Fenton smiled.

Before he could get in, however, Frank stood between him and the doors. "No, you don't have to go in. Say what you need to say here and leave.”

He strode into Lane Manor and immediately found Gina holding a palm-sized box in the drawing room.

She opened it to a narrow slit and quickly shut it when she saw what was inside. "Woah!!!"

Cindy did not see it and walked up to ask, "What is it, Aunt Gina?"

"A ruby the size of an eyeball!" Gina exclaimed, holding firmly onto the box even as she tensed up. "Let me see!”

"Be gentle or you'll drop it!"

While Cindy and Gina were busy trying to claim the ruby, Helen got off the couch to receive Frank. "Frank, who's that elderly gentleman—"

"My father's valet,” Frank replied in annoyance, rubbing between his brow.

Helen was shocked. "B-But you told me you didn't have a family."

Frank chuckled coolly. "Well, he's dead to me."

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