NovelEnglishIn the end, Vicky was the heiress of an important family.
Helen certainly dulled in comparison, just as her pride could not take it.
Therefore, now that she had the chance to becthe head of the Lane family and becan equal of Vicky's, she would seize it.
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Helen's phone started jingling just then, and she answered it. "Hello?" Gina was immediately snapping, "Where are you? Cback to the manor right now! Remember Madam Lang, Mark's second wife? She's here, and she's also being very specific about wanting to see you!" "She wants to see me? Why?" Helen asked even as she glanced at Frank.
Mark was brother to Henry Lane—Helen's grandfather—and had married three wives in his younger days. It also happened to be the reason Henry and Mark had parted ways in the past.
Nonetheless, Gina was at once cheerful, "Oh, don't you get it? It must be because your uncle has informed you that you're a candidate to becthe next head of the family! Madam Lang must have cto curry your favor! We've definitely hit the jackpot this time!" "Alright, got it." Helen raised a brow at Frank as she hung up. "See? Speak of the devil indeed." "Hehe." Frank chuckled, waving her off since he did not want to rain on her parade. "Alright. See you around." "Wait, have you already forgotten what | told you to do?" Helen snapped in annoyance at his nonchalance.
"What was it?" a "You're coming withto see Madam Lang," Helen said happily. "You're now family, and you play a role in whether | becthe next head of the family. Don't think you can run away now! Well, | don't mind granting you the honor of winning my favor before I'm actually promoted as the next head of the family. I'm going to get changed now." Since Frank was not arguing, she jogged off to her room, humming happily as she prepared to dress up nicely.
Frank looked on, shaking his head in exasperation.
Frank parked his Maybach outside Lane Manor an hour later.
He and Helen were certainly dressed to impress, as he was forced by Helen to wear a formal black suit, while Helen wore a black gown with a side slit.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLane Manor was seeing quite a number of guests today, with the entire drawing room filled to the brim with people.
Naturally, the most impressive among them was the elderly woman seated on the centermost couch, holding a black walking stick and wearing a ton of shimmery jewelry and elaborate makeup. Even if sof her hair was frizzled, she appeared spirited and her dress was trendy.
Jade Zahn was there with her daughter Luna Lane too, though they were clearly looking impatient as they sipped on their coffee.
On the other hand, Gina stood respectfully at a corner with her hand clasped, not allowed to sit but obviously worshipful toward Fleur Lang.
For sreason, she looked no different from a servant despite owning the manor.
"Oh, Helen! Finally! What took you so long? Madam Lang was getting impatient..." Gina hurried to Helen when she saw her, but her face fell and she snorted when she saw Frank. "Who told you to tag along, Frank Lawrence?! That cheek of yours to show up here. Fine, since you canyway, you can explain yourself! How did your father's so-called ruby turn out to be just sglass orb?!" "Glass orb?" Frank frowned. "You definitely messed up there. | never liked Fenton, but he'd never dupewith scheap counterfeit—he knows what the consequences would be if he does."
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