Ida laughed at Meg's words, not worried about maintaining her image just then.

One must admit that the manager was really something, killing people with words like that.noveldrama

Then, turning to Frank, Ida said, "Then I shall await your good news, master. Don't disappoint me now."

Meg rolled her eyes, ignoring Ida as she left.

Early next morning, Frank was woken up by a knock on his door, after which Meg called out, "Are you up yet, Mr. Frankton? I bought you breakfast, look..."

"Come in."

Meg giggled as she opened the door and entered, putting breakfast on the table while asking Frank, "Have you seen the report yesterday? There's been so much trouble that we've underperformed and missed our goal. Is there any solution that could solve it indefinitely?"

Frank smiled in wry amusement as he ate. "I'm not pointing fingers. Why push yourself that far?"

Meg smiled in turn. "I'm not—I'm simply refusing to let you lose money. That said, I wouldn't be this diligent if it were the previous owner either." Frank nodded. "That's exceptional dedication. From now on, all of Golden Lily's revenue goes straight to you."

"Please don't misunderstand." Meg quickly stopped him. "That's not my intention."

"Doesn't matter if it is." Frank waved her off. "It's what you deserve. Don't say no now."

Meg smiled sweetly, unable to turn him down. "Thanks, Mr. Frankton."

Frank beckoned for her to sit. "That said, we should think of a way to solve our thug problem indefinitely. Word is that Pax Jaric was behind the last one, but do you believe it?"

Meg shook her head. "I've heard about him, and that he's equal to Ms. Ingram, but would he really pull such a cheap move for payback? Why not set up a meeting and ask him directly?"

"Sure." Frank nodded.

He could charge into the Jaric household and interrogate Pax through extreme means. However, he must also refrain from drawing too much attention since the Jarics were one of the top dogs in town, and Frank did not want to burn bridges unless absolutely necessary.

As afternoon arrived, however, Meg was exasperated. "I'm so sorry, I messed up! For some reason, Pax Jaric is simply refusing to meet us no matter how hard I tried to get a good word in, insisting that our statuses differ!"

Seeing that she blamed herself, Frank patted her head. "It's fine. I know other people who can flush him out." "Okay."

After Meg left tamely, Frank headed upstairs to visit Alda Ingram.

She was playing chess against Sylvie Wal. Since they were at a decisive point, Frank decided not to disturb them, and he simply stood by and watched.

Eventually, Sylvie grinned as she made her next move. "Check, Ms. Ingram. What's your next move?"

Seeing that any move was going to end up in a checkmate anyway, Alda snorted grumpily. "That doesn't count. Let's play another round!"

Sylvie laughed. "Forget it. You really stand no chance against me even if we play a hundred rounds."

While Alda was seething, she was bad at chess, as Sylvie had suggested.

Unable to vent her frustrations, she turned toward Frank, who shrugged. "Fine, I'll help. It'd be a nice change of pace anyway."

Alda was certainly overjoyed and promptly cleared her seat for Frank, even getting him a bottle from the fridge.

Frank smiled at her while rearranging the pieces with Sylvie. "White goes first."

Sylvie smiled. "Then I'm not going to hold back!"

"Sure!"