Chapter 642

Given what Frank said, it was clear that the old man knew Frank and Helen herself. And Helen knew Frank enough that there was a fight between them. Helen then subtly glanced at the helicopter in the distance. It was clear the helicopter had been parked there for a while, or it would not have drawn so many people. "Sir," she said. "Please don't be upset with Frank. I understand you've waited for a while, so why don't you come sit inside?" "Oh, you have good manners. That's great." Fenton smiled. Before he could get in, however, Frank stood between him and the doors. "No, you don't have to go in. Say what you need to say here and leave." Helen frowned at Frank's rudeness. However, she also remembered that Frank was not the type who disrespected elders. And if Frank was being rude, she should not overstep and correct him. Nodding apologetically at Fenton, Helen hurried inside. "Go on. Say what you need to say." Frank glowered, his tone cool. "If you're going to ask me to retur