GoodReadHelen giggled. "We can meet up at Springhill Hotel if you're not busy. It's in South Morhen." "Sure." Frank hung up and hopped into the Maserati that Hux Darman gave him before speeding off. Arriving at Springhill Hotel soon enough, Frank found Helen dressed sharply in a business suit. Gina Zonda was seated beside her, while Luna Lane and a man Frank did not recognize sat opposite.
His suit was branded, and his hair was greasy and his skin fair-obviously someone who cfrom money. "Con! Like I said, there won't be any issues if we gave Cato the subcontract. What are you worried about?!" Luna happened to be complaining loudly when Frank arrived, drawing much attention.
"Frank, over here." Helen beckoned enthusiastically.
Follow current on NovelEnglish.netGina pursed her lips when she saw Frank, but she could not say anything since they were in public.
On the other hand, Luna was a lot less polite, pointing at Frank as she snapped, "What's he doing here? Who told him to come?" "I did." Helen nodded calmly, taking a sip of her drink. "He's my husband. Is there a problem with him being here?" "Hmph." Luna snorted, clearly unable to stand Frank.
"Helen, aren't you going to introduce us?" Cato McCoy smiled politely at Frank.
Though his hands were brushing over Luna's back repeatedly, his eyes were darting toward Helen's legs from tto time.
Naturally, Frank read him like a book right away.
"That's Frank Lawrence, Helen's ex-husband and an unemployed bum." Luna snorted in contempt before Helen could introduce him.
"Unemployed?" Cato appeared taken aback and turned toward Frank in disdain.
"Oh, he's not unemployed," Gina quickly said. "Frank has a proper job... as a..." "I'm in private practice." Frank smiled in return and calmly shook Cato's hand.
Follow current on NovelEnglish.netWhile he was surprised Gina would speak up for him, it was mostly because she wanted to save face.
"Private practice? Then you'd have a lot of ton your hands?" Cato smiled. "Pays well too, according to my knowledge." "More or less." Gina smiled and rubbed her nose awkwardly.
"Yeah. I'd have a couple of patients each year, so it's really easy." Frank chuckled.
"Don't listen to them, Cato," Luna snapped, rolling her eyes and not er eyes and moth playing along. "He is a bum. Private practice? That's bullshit."
"Oh..." Cato nodded in understanding and smiled at Frank. "How about working at my company? You don't need any skill-just a driving license will do. I can pay you ten grand each month, how about that?" "Ten grand?" Frank raised a brow.
It was generous pay for a chauffeur, but it was beneath Frank, whos shook his head. "No, thanks. I'm good. I have no plans to change jobs at the moment."
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