However, Fleur remained apathetic even as Gina begged, showing no intention ofpromising.


    Even Helen was afraid. "Frank, could there be a misunderstanding here...?"


    She believed that Frank could not stand up against that many martial elites at the same time.


    That was especially true with Gus, the man who stood above them whose very appearance made it


    obvious he was no pushover.


    Was this really the end for them?


    Helen could not help regretting her actions just then—if only she had known her ce and refused


    Gavin''s nomination of her as the next head of the Lane family.


    Obviously, Fleur did not want to see that happen and hade for her head.


    However, it was while her thoughts strayed that Frank spoke beside her ear.


    "Don''t worry. No one will hurt you as long as I''m around."


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    "Yeah," Helen replied, slowly calming down as Frank''s words instilled her with an indescribable sense


    of confidence.


    Then, even as the Lane family bodyguards strode up at them, weapons in hand, she breathed a sigh


    before striding forward and bellowed, "I''m a candidate for the next head of the Lane family! Who dares


    to challenge me?!"


    Her spirited shout left the Lane family bodyguards pausing—they were all trading looks, none of them


    advancing.


    Seeing them stop, Fleur bellowed furiously right then, "You mooks! They''re not a part of our family! Go!


    Kill them now!"


    "Silence, Madam Lang!" Helen red at Fleur viciously before turning toward the rest of the family.


    "Who died and made you king? Mark Lane? Or perhaps you''re now ahead of the Lane family? Or


    maybe the next?!"


    Helen''s outburst left the Lane family bodyguards silenced again.


    That was true!


    Forget Fleur''s constant need to assert her authority over the rest of the family—she was now asking


    them to kill the next head of the Lane family!


    Who would take responsibility if they actually went through with it?


    And Helen could see the bodyguards'' hesitation.


    "I''ll have noints if Mark Lane demands our departure... But!" She bellowed, pointing at Fleur


    Lang, "What right does she have to send me away and even demand my death, when I might be


    the next head of the Lane family?!"


    Fleur could blow up from Helen''s conceited deration and thumped her cane violently on the floor as


    she cried, "You bitch. I''m an elder of the Southstream Lanes!"


    Gina was scared out of her mind and hurried to stop Helen, crying, "Stop it, Helen! Just kneel and beg


    Madam Lang to spare us!"


    Helen shook her off, snapping coolly, "If I be the next head of the Lane family, I won''t behave as


    spineless as the rest of you! Confining your own when the enemies are at the gates?! Instead of saving


    your leader and clearing the misunderstanding, you''re now conspiring with your enemies against your


    own!"


    When Helen was finished, another spirited shout could be heard from upstairs.


    "Helen is right! You''re all a bunch of spineless cowards!"