Chapter 203

The man was none other than Stan Quill. “Why did you come here in the middle of the night?”

As soon as he heard his sister was surrounded by a group of thugs, he rushed to the scene to help.

Thankfully, she was fine.

Yara shrugged innocently. “I just came to have supper with Frank and Vicky, but we had to run into those fools.”

Stan looked further inside and found Frank and Vicky.

Hurrying up to them, he asked, “Are you two alright?”

Frank nodded confidently. “Those thugs would never have reached me.”

“I’d naturally be fine with these two around.” Vicky shrugged.

“Sir? Sir?” Jackie hurried up to them. “I didn’t know it’d be you… So could you look the other way this time? We will pay you for your troubles…”

At this stage, he could tell that those three were no pushovers, and thugs like him were no match for them!

He apologized profusely, his only plan being to leave.

“He was going to break my legs,” Yara said, suddenly pointing at Jackie.

Jackie was left blue with shock and speechless–why did he have to run his mouth like that?

“Look, I didn’t mean it…” he said.

Stan refused to listen at all.

“Give that one some extra care,” he barked, letting his men decide what they would do.

“Please! No…” Jackie cried, but he was soon dragged out of the diner.

Carol and Fred traded glances just then.

So that was why Frank and the others were so fearless–they were really powerful people!

Frank walked up to Carol just then, but before he could speak, Fred got in his way. “Sir, you can talk to me if you need anything. Please don’t harass my mother.”

Jackie had been extorting his family thanks to the help of his goons. Now that Frank had overthrown him, he presumed that Frank was going to collect protection money too.

Frank was taken aback. He explained, “I’m not harassing your mother. I’d just like to talk to her.”

Fred scratched his head awkwardly in turn and stepped away tactfully.

Frank then turned to Carol. “Ma’am, allow me to formally introduce myself–I’m Frank Lawrence.‘

ון “H–Hello…” Carol replied gingerly.

Frank whipped out a stack of bills and put it on the table. “I’m really sorry we caused you so much trouble. Please take this to make up for any losses we may have caused. It should be enough.”

Carol stared at the stack of money–there must at least be thirty grand.

However, she knew that nothing came for free, and so threw up her hands. “Please, no. You don’t have to.”

“You don’t have to refuse me,” Frank insisted. “Please take it.”

“Your children are both successful on their own,” he said before turning toward Fred and then Winter.

“Just call me if you need help. I can arrange a job for you two.”

Fred may have behaved like a coward and never fought back, but Frank understood him–he could kneel for his sister’s sake because his sister was more important than his dignity.

And for a man like Fred who had no money or influence to call upon, his sister and mother would be doomed if Jackie really got violent.

He was merely choosing the best option out of all the worst choices.

“Uh…”

Still, Fred was left utterly bewildered, having the sense that Frank was being too nice to his family.

Frank clapped him on the shoulder just then. “Just remember if you need anything or if your family’s in trouble, come to me.”

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Go However, he found Vicky waiting when he stepped outside the bathroom.

Scratching his head, he sighed. “If you’re sleeping here, I’m leaving.”

“Don’t. Sleep all you want–I’d just like a chat.”

Frank was at once wary.

“In the middle of the night? What was there to chat about?”

“The company, of course,” Vicky said mischievously, resting her chin on her fingers. “Why are you being so cautious?”

“What do you want to talk about?” Frank asked.

“If there’s no issue with your recipe, the Rejuvenation Pill would soon be finished. I’d like someone to endorse it when the time comes.”

Seeing that she was talking about business, Frank frowned in thought as well. “What’s your plan?”

“A two–pronged strategy,” Vicky said. “A star celebrity and a specialist in medicine. The star celebrity’s endorsement ensures product placement, while the specialist ensures reliability.” Frank nodded, “Who would you pick for the star celebrity?”

Vicky took out the autographed dress from her bag. “We have her already. You saved her too, so she owes you–it’s probably no issue to ask her for a little favor.”