With those words, Frank laughed coolly and started to leave.
“Wait… Please wait!” George cried out in anguish, dropping out of bed with a thud as he crawled toward Frank. “Please, you have to help me! I don’t want to die… Not like that!”
His cries left Kendra panicking. She rushed up and grabbed her son by the arm as she begged, “Oh, just let him meet Vicky! It’s really no big deal!”
“It’s not as simple as you’d like to think, Mother!”
Glen explained even as he struggled out of her grasp, his cheeks heating up like a kettle, “You know Vicky’s temper—if he sees her and she decides to leave with him, do you think we can stop them? I had to go through great lengths just to convince her to accept the family’s arrangement. What if she regrets it once she sees him?”
Sighing, he added, “And don’t forget that Titus is still outside. Do you think we can hide this from him? What would he think of us if he finds out? It’s going to be a crisis!”
“B-But…”
Kendra was dumbstruck. “But we can’t let your father suffer and die in agony! Is there no other way?”
“Trust me, I’ve tried,” Glen replied, deflated. “The Lionhearts even brought in a foreign professor, and we know how that went. Who can we count on now?”
“The way I see it…”
Glen turned toward his father who crawled up to the doorway, his eyes flashing with determination. “Father will just have to take this one for the family!”
“Glen!!!” Kendra screamed—she could hear Glen’s determination, and her fingers clawed into his arm as she tried to stop him. “That’s your father you’re talking about! How could you just watch him die! No… This won’t do!”
Dashing towards the door in a frenzy, she shouted at Frank even as he strode off into the distance, “M-Mr. Lawrence… Please! I’ll let you meet Vicky, alright? I’ll let you meet her, as long as you save my husband!”
Frank stopped in his tracks and turned, watching Kendra and Glen quietly as the latter arrived at the doorway as well.
Seeing the look on the man’s face, he realized that Glen did not reach his current position by playing on familial sentiment but through cold determination.
He had clearly given up on his father.
However, Kendra obviously was not going to do the same… And Frank would not be meeting Vicky if not for her.
–
Ten minutes later, Frank arrived outside a lakeside cottage in one of the Turnbulls’ luxury cars.
There was fencing around the cottage, but the lawn inside was blossoming with flowers.
A beautiful woman in a sunhat and a bikini was sitting barefooted by the lake, and she turned in reflex when she heard the car arriving.
As Frank alighted, her face lit up with delight.
“Darling!” she cried, tossing her sunhat aside as she skipped excitedly toward the car, leaping onto Frank just like a child.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist—it was as improper as improper could be.
With her being dressed in only a bikini that accentuated her stunning figure to the last, Frank almost bled from excitement.
