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“If we can capture Helen and threaten Frank, we will definitely be able to get the Ichor Pill,” Phineas finished..
Rolf narrowed his eyes–Phineas‘ idea could work!
Still, he asked, “Why are you so sure that Frank would try to save her?”
Phineas promptly told him everything that had happened before Rolf arrived at Delightpub and concluded, “Let’s trick her out with a phone call. If she comes, it proves that they still have feelings for each other. Frank will definitely come.
Rolf nodded in agreement. “Makes sense. Do it–once we succeed, I’ll pay you a hundred million.”
Phineas was overjoyed. “I’ll definitely succeed, Mr. Sparks. You have nothing to worry about.”
Meanwhile, Dan Zimmer had caught up to Kenny Sparks. “When are you going to meet Frank, Mr. Sparks?”
Kenny thought about it and said, “Early tomorrow.”
“Shall I go with you?” Dan offered. “I’ll be the go–between to keep things amicable, even if I know that Frank is not the loudmouth Rolf is framing him to be. You really should be careful about this.”
Kenny was actually delighted. “I’m counting on you, Mr. Zimmer–and don’t worry, I know Frank. The man saved my father as well, and for that debt alone, I’d never lay a hand on him.”
Seeing how open–minded Kenny was, Dan breathed a long sigh of relief.
Early next morning, Helen got out of bed and changed.
She was a little tired, but at least what had happened yesterday was over…
However, before she could drive to work, she received a call from an unfamiliar number. Hello? Who is it?”
“Ms. Lane, was it?” Phineas asked from the other end.
Helen stiffened right then. “Phineas… I mean, Mr. Tomkins. What can I do for you?”
“We have Frank Lawrence. Come to Delightpub immediately if you want to save his life,” Phineas growled threateningly.
“What?! What’s going on?!” Helen was completely confused–Phineas himself had apologized to Frank just yesterday, and he now caught Frank? NôvelDrama.Org © content.
Could it be for revenge?
“What do you want?!” Helen snapped right then. “Mr. Sparks will make you pay for this!”
“Haha! But Mr. Sparks was the one who told me to get Frank.” Phineas laughed.
Rolf spoke up just then from the other end as well, “Ms. Lane, your ex–husband is so full of himself, demanding that I apologize to you. He even threatened me, so I beat him within an inch of his life–he’s now begging to see you before he dies. So aren’t you coming?”
Helen had to jam her foot on the brakes as she almost struck a utility pole.
Frank was dying?
She could not imagine what torment Frank would have been put through and screamed on top of her lungs, “The Turnbulls have Frank’s back! Aren’t you afraid they would come for you?”
“Haha!” Rolf laughed in disdain. “He’s just Vicky Turnbull’s boytoy. Do you think she’d go to war over some gigolo?”
Out of options right then, Helen promptly begged, “I’m so sorry, Mr. Sparks. My family caused this argument in the first place–Frank is innocent. Please let him go!”
“Sure.” Rolf chuckled. “Come to Delightpub, and I might consider sparing him.”