Chapter 371

Helen stammered, "I…I'm really happy you could come." She wanted to clear the air after her misunderstanding with Frank before but did not know where to start. Frank did not glance at her twice, however, and turned as he headed inside the hall. Zeb chuckled by the entrance just then. "Hey, what present did you bring?" Frank shot him a look. "Do I have to tell you?" Zeb laughed coldly. "Haha! Just worried you can't afford anything for Mr. Lane's eightieth birthday. Should I lend you some money?" Frank glanced at the present box he was holding and could tell it was another vase from its size. He chuckled. "What, you bought another vase? Watch out and don't trip over yourself this time." "Fuck off…" Zeb snapped, though he was tightening his grip around his present. Frank sneered as he entered the banquet hall. Henry was at the host table, his eyes closed to rest after some small talk with a group of bigwigs. He would rather not be a part of such a grand celebration but had no c