Female Novel
Chatper 603
The nearby elevator doors suddenly opened when Frank was just about to dispose of Hubert's corpse,novelbin
and a familiar face appeared.
It was none other than Helen Lane.
"Frank...?" she murmured.
Frank glanced at her—she was visibly skinnier, and the dark circles under her eyes were obvious. Even
if she tried her best to hide it with makeup, she could not hide it from Frank after their three-year
marriage.
It seemed that the last few days had not been kind to her.
For his part, Frank stayed silent—he had cut all ties with her and had nothing more to say since she
would soon marry Chaz.
It was therefore shocking that Helen charged at him, grabbing his wrist as she cried, "Just calm down!
Chaz told me you had a fight with Hubert Sorano—come on, let's go apologize to Hubert. The Graves
family has just signed a partnership with the Lionhearts, and Chaz is now Titus Lionheart's ally. If you
upset Chaz."
Before she could finish, she found the corpse on the stairs, her pupils dilating as she turned pale.
"What." she murmured as she released Frank to check who it was and was left dumbstruck when she
did.
"Frank!" Her lips were trembling even as tears rolled down her pretty cheeks. "W-Why did you do this?!
Why did you kill Hubert?!"
"I don't have to tell you, do I?" Frank snorted coolly, folding his arms before his chest.
"You don't get it! You're in deep trouble now!" Helen shrieked, almost blacking out right then. "Titus
Lionheart will arrive in Riverton soon, and he'll come after you for killing his allies! Why are you always
so stubborn and impulsive?!"
Why did she humiliate herself by agreeing to marry Chaz?
It was all for Frank, so why could he not just hold back and stop causing trouble? Why did he always
have to get on the wrong side of such terrible people?
She had gone through great lengths just to give Frank a chance. Forget not knowing that—he had to
trample all over her effort and sacrifice!
"Stubborn? Impulsive?" Frank lowered his gaze as he murmured, but soon sneered. "There's a reason
behind everything I do, Helen. On the other hand, you only ever get led by the nose, never deciding for
yourself. Is all that you see the whole picture? What if I told you that I killed him to protect my family?
My sister?"
Frank suddenly appeared sad. "No, you won't get it—you've never believed me anyway, not even once.
That's why you really shouldn't play saint and accuse me of anything, because you have no right. Run
along now, tell Titus that I killed Hubert... But I'm telling you that I'm not afraid of him. No, I'm Frank
Lawrence and I'm not afraid of anyone!"
With that, he turned to leave without a care, scoffing as he did. "Oh, and best wishes for your wedding.
Hope you get a kid soon too."
Helen dropped to her knees, her eyes welling with tears from Frank's apathy.
Why would she marry Chaz now that Hubert was dead?
If Titus went after Frank, all the compromising she did was but a one-sided wish and a complete waste
of effort.