Chapter 1691

That was until an ignorant man came calling. "I heard you're Ms. Lane's sugar baby," he said as soon as he entered. "How much is she paying you every month? I can give you five million dollars right now, but you have to leave her." The man looked around his thirties, and his suit gave him the look of one of those successful city boys. In contrast, Frank was wearing his loose pajamas as he sat in his garden, sipping tea and gaping at the man, speechless. He had only allowed the man inside when the latter rang the doorbell, saying that he was from a major construction company in another city and partners with Lanecorp. Frank was naturally stupefied that the man would immediately assert his authority as soon as he strode through the front door. And seeing that Frank was stunned, he laughed coolly. "How about that? I guess dregs of society such as yourself would never have seen so much money!" Looking smug just then, he waved for his secretary to bring his briefcase, opening it in