Helen paused before continuing, “However, now that I’m the head of Lanecorp, I must take back what we’re owed. Understand?” “I do, but…”
Owen was still worried-Helen was from Riverton and had not been around Zambir long enough to know how terrible Victorget could be. After all, their work was a completely gray area-they had a ton of professional bodyguards and grunts, along with a number of martial artists.
In fact, the debt Kallum was talking about was just the biennial fee that he had recently paid them in advance.
And now, Helen was supposed to take back the money from them? It was no different from going straight into the wolf’s den.
“It’s fine. Don’t worry about-I have my head of security with me,” Helen said just then, her meaning all too obvious.
“Are you serious, Helen?!” Cindy exclaimed. “You’re really counting on Frank to deal with an entire company of grunts? I know he’s good, but—”
She suddenly stopped, as Helen was already shooting her a warning glare.
Another word, and Helen was really going to have her put her down. Even if she could tolerate her negligence, she would not abide with Cindy disrespecting Frank! “T-Then… I shall leave you to it…” Owen sighed and left, seeing that Helen was not changing her mind.
It was obvious he had no confidence in Helen at all, and he was still sighing even as he left her office. “I just hope that she can leave Victorget in one piece….”
Frank just happened to hear that,
just as Helen finally turned warget
him and asked, “You’ve been
listening to the whole thing. What do you think we should do with t this?”
“I think-“
Even before Frank could get a word in, Cindy walked up to Helen’s side and said, “Come on, Helen-I’m your secretary, and he’s just a glorified security guard! Why won’t you listen to me? I really think we don’t need that money… You heard the man. Victorget is not to be messed with, and we just came to Zamri-“
Helen held up a hand to stop her and said coolly, “Buy yourself a ticket back to Riverton. Ask your boyfriend to give you a ride.” Cindy gaped. “Helen…”
“Out!” Helen snapped, pointing at the door.
Cindy was certainly afraid and had no choice but to leave, but not without throwing shade before she left. “Hmph. You could just say you don’t want me to stay, but you had to nitpick my faults and chase me out.”
UMS
When it was just Helen and Frank left in the office, Helen picked up her glass cup, ready to smash it on the floor. Still, she soon sighed and controlled herself, instead asking hesitantly, “Do you think we can get that money back?” “Sure, why not?” Frank smiled. “Don’t worry-no one can hurt you as long as I’m around.”
Frank’s response assured Helen right then, and she sighed in relief. “Fine. There’s no point in waiting, then. Let’s go!”
