Chapter 370

Looking around at everyone confidently, Helen snapped, "So? What are we spacing around for? Send out invitations to everyone already—tell them that Grandfather's birthday will be celebrated at Riverton Hotel!" - Henry's birthday banquet was held a few days late. The staff was especially enthusiastic thanks to Gerald, who spared no expense and asked only for the best, and his arrangements. Helen wore a black dress with a slit that kept her legs vaguely visible, as she stood at the hallway to greet guests. Even those who were usually lukewarm toward the Lanes were now taking them seriously, since not just anyone got to book a hall at Riverton Hotel. A balding middle-aged man strode toward Helen with a present in hand. "You really play your cards close to the chest, Ms. Lane. Could've told me sooner that you're throwing a real party here." "Thank you, Mr. Voor, but it's all courtesy of Gerald Simmons." Helen smiled, letting slip of her family's connection with the Chief of General A