Gene was left smiling in wry amusement as he came to his senses. “Such raw talent like you… The head of the health and safety department? That’s so…”
Reasonably speaking, someone with Frank’s abilities would at minimum be a board member, personally involved in company policy.
But head of the health and safety department? Basically a glorified security guard?
That certainly caught Gene off guard!
“Hehe…” Frank simply chuckled, neither upset nor elaborating.
While a little emotional, Gene glanced at Frank and made him an earnest offer. “Mr. Lawrence, why not join Pearce Group instead of playing security guard here? I will arrange for a position that suits you, along with a place on the board as a policy maker in Pearce Group. Trust me-you have a brighter future to look forward to with me.”
Frank shook his head. “I love my freedom a little too much, and I especially dislike the complex internal workings of major companies.” “Moreover…” He trailed off, chuckling as he finished, “Lanecorp’s current chairwoman is my woman.”
“I see!” Gene exclaimed in realization, though he could not quite hide his disappointment. “You’re certainly a man of sentiment.”
“Haha. I could say the same about you.” Frank smiled as he turned toward Gene. “That’s obvious from the way you’ve dealt with Zorn Woss and Rory Thames. If I’m not mistaken, Rory Thames is alive, isn’t she?”
Gene appeared taken aback, but he soon chuckled. “You really see everything, Mr. Lawrence.”
Frank shrugged. “You’ve never lost your sense of self despite your success. I could tell from the way you kept offering Zorn Woss chances to turn back.”
“Yeah,” Gene said with a wry chuckle and stopped talking at that.
They were heading to Helen’s office when they ran into Cindy, who was using her phone as she sat and waited in the hallway.
Cindy was immediately energetic when she saw Frank.
She naturally had no idea who the enfeebled middle-aged man beside Frank was, and considering that he did not have any bodyguards, he must be no one important. S
Thinking that Gene must be one of Frank’s bootlickers, she promptly yelled, “Everyone, look! The great Frank Lawrence has returned with the land deed from Gene Pearce, the richest man of the east coast!”
The Lanecorp employees could hear Cindy, and even if they were afraid of humoring her, they could not resist their curiosity.
After all, Frank was back, and Helen had confidently declared that Drenam Limited would hand over the land lots without a fight. There was no way, right?
On the other hand, Frank frowned and snapped coolly, “What are you doing here, Cindy? Helen told you to go back to Riverton, didn’t she?”
“She did but I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” Cindy winked at him.
“Who’s this, Mr. Lawrence?” Gene asked just then.
He could see the contempt in Cindy’s eyes as she looked at Frank, and it was ridiculous that anyone would behave like that toward Frank.
Could the girl really believe that he was just a normal security guard?
Still, while Gene was left at a loss, Frank appeared used to it as he stood beside Gene.
