<h4>Chapter 965: Chapter 964: What on earth did she do to offend you?</h4>


    Yannick Luther frowned, "Frank, what are you trying to do?"


    "You don’t need to know." Frank Parker clenched his fists and a cold glint appeared in his eyes, "I know what you’re worried about and I have it under control. Second, let me say it again, go back right now!"


    *


    An hourter.


    Frank Parker got off the yacht and received the messages sent by his subordinates.


    As he read through all the messages, his face grew darker and his eyes colder.


    He called Reba Kelloway.


    Soon, she answered the call.


    Reba seemed very surprised, "Frank, is that you?"


    Frank Parker paused for a few seconds before speaking indifferently, "Yes, it’s me."


    "It’s really you," Reba’s voice was filled with delight and excitement, "Frank, did you call me for something? Do you know, when I saw your name on the Caller ID, I was so happy. I thought you would never call me again."


    "Frank, can we meet? I want to talk to you about that day’s incident. I know you’re still angry with me, and I know you won’t forgive me easily. But can you give me a chance to make amends, for the sake of our many years of friendship?"


    "Ever since we parted that day, I suddenly realized that I can’t live without you."


    As she spoke, her voice choked with emotion, "These days, you’ve been ignoring me. You won’t pick up my calls or reply to my messages. I’m really not used to you treating me like this."


    "In the past, you would always answer my call immediately and reply instantly to my messages. Frank, you’ve spoiled me for so many years. Suddenly treating me so coldly makes me feel worse than death."


    "Is there really no way for us to go back to how we were?"


    As he listened to her crying on the phone and thought about their interactions over the years, Frank Parker couldn’t help but soften.


    Just as he was about to give in andfort her, he suddenly remembered the message he had just seen and instantly sobered up.


    "You said you wanted to meet just now, right? Fine, let’s meet."


    On the other end, Reba hesitated before eximing in joy, "Really? You’re really willing to meet with me? Great, Frank, I’lle to find you right away. Let’s meet at the usual ce. I’ll be there in half an hour."


    "Alright."


    After Frank Parker responded, he hung up the phone.


    He opened the message his subordinate had sent him again.


    The message contained only two words: Reba Kelloway.


    *


    Half an hourter.


    Frank Parker arrived at the agreed-upon ce.


    The waiter respectfully led him to the private room that Reba had booked.


    Reba had arrived early, and when he pushed open the door, he saw her already sitting inside.


    Seeing Frank Parker enter, she stood up excitedly, her eyes slightly red, and whispered, "Frank, you’re here."


    Frank Parker nodded indifferently.


    The waiter closed the door.


    With eyes still red, Reba Kelloway took a step forward and reached out to grab Frank Parker’s hand, "Frank, I..."


    Frank Parker calmly moved aside and avoided her outstretched hand, "Reba, let’s get to the point."


    He raised his narrow, delicate eyes, devoid of their usual warmth and affection, and coldly asked, "Why did you do that? What on earth did she do to offend you? Why do you keep picking on her relentlessly?"