Chapter 218

Brenda had celebrated Frank’s birthday a few days before, so she knew what to do. Phoebe asked, “Do you know Frank’s exact birth time? If you do, I can make a prediction.”

Brenda shook her head. “I don’t know the exact time. Should I ask him?” Even though she had decided not to love him anymore, she couldn’t just stand by and watch him get harmed. She figured that if she warned him and he still didn’t listen, then his fate was on him. It had nothing to do with her.

Phoebe nodded. “Go ahead and ask him. Also, see if he knows about Edith’s situation.” Then she called Frank at the bar. Frank and Reece were drinking and venting their frustrations, while Leon sat beside them, occasionally throwing in some jabs.

Suddenly, Frank’s phone rang. When he saw the caller ID, his eyes instantly lit up. He picked up and, in an unusually gentle tone, said, “Brenda…”

Leon couldn’t help but comment, “Damn, that gave me goosebumps.” Reece was also speechless. “I got chills too.”

Frank ignored them and spoke even more softly, “Did you need something from me?” Since Brenda had returned to the country, this was the first time she had called him on her own.

Brenda, on the other hand, wasn’t used to Frank speaking so tenderly. She rubbed her arms and said bluntly, “Can you talk normally? You’re making me cringe.”

Frank was speechless. Adjusting his tone back to his usual one, he repeated, “Brenda, what’s up?”

Brenda asked, “Are you in a place where you can talk?”

Frank thought for a second and replied, “What counts as a place where I can talk? I’m at a bar, and there are two people with me. Does that count?”

Brenda responded, “Definitely not. Hold on.” She turned to Phoebe. “He’s at a bar. Should we not talk about this now?”

Phoebe thought for a moment. “Why don’t you ask him to come here? I’ve set up protective wards in the apartment, and we have anti-theft, anti-eavesdropping, and anti-surveillance systems. Talking here would be completely safe.”

Brenda gave her a thumbs-up. Then she said to Frank, “Phoebe and I need to talk to you about something. Do you have time now?”

He added, “Whenever you need me, I’ll always have time.”

Brenda rolled her eyes. “Cut the…”

Frank chuckled indulgently. “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

Brenda interrupted. “Frank, you’re acting so cheesy.”

Frank was speechless. That hurt. “If you’re free, come to our place now?”

Frank agreed without hesitation. “Okay.” After hanging up, Brenda realized she had blocked Frank’s number. So, she unblocked him and sent him the address.

After ending the call, Frank smugly turned to Reece. “Brenda asked me to come over. Reece, from now on, you’ll have to drink your sad, lonely drinks by yourself.”

Reece was speechless. This guy was such a jerk. He asked, “Brenda called you over this late? Just you?” Brenda’s personality was actually somewhat like Phoebe’s—straightforward and decisive. She had already dumped this guy, so why would she ask to meet him alone? Something didn’t add up.

Frank finally explained, “Thorben is there too. But still, Brenda reaching out to me is a good start.”

Reece perked up. “Phoebe’s there too! Then I’ll go with you.”

Frank looked at him strangely. “Brenda asked me to come for something. Why are you tagging along? Do you just want to annoy Phoebe? Even if you try, you won’t get in.”

Reece’s face darkened. “If you don’t have anything nice to say, just shut up. I’ll just keep you company, what’s the big deal?”

Leon chimed in, “I’ll come too.” He was bored anyway and wanted to watch the drama unfold.

Frank groaned. “You guys need to chill. I’m going there for serious business…”

Reece and Leon replied in unison, “We’ll go with you for serious business.”

Frank didn’t bother arguing. Seeing Brenda’s message with the address, he got up and said, “You guys go ahead and drink. It’s on me.” Then he started walking out.

Reece followed immediately. “Do I look like I care about that little bit of money? I’d rather go with you.”

Leon also stood up. “I’ll pay for the drinks. Let’s go!”

Frank’s face darkened. “Are you guys serious?”

Both of them nodded. “Absolutely.” Leon actually paid. Then, the two of them followed Frank outside.

Once they got a cab, the moment Frank got in, Reece and Leon quickly jumped in too. For the first time, Frank realized just how shameless these two were. Seeing that he couldn’t shake them off, he messaged Brenda: (Brenda, Reece and Leon are being clingy and won’t leave me alone. They want to come too. What should I do!)

Brenda saw the message and was just as speechless. Since when did Reece get so thick-skinned? She turned to Phoebe. “Pheebs, Reece and Leon are tagging along. Should we let them come? Or have Frank come another time?”

She personally didn’t mind. But Phoebe was the one who had no patience for those two. Phoebe thought for a moment. “Let them come.” She had a question that only the Jenkins family could answer, and since Leon was coming, it was perfect timing.

Brenda nodded. “Alright.” She replied to Frank: (Up to you).

Frank sighed in relief. (Brenda, you’re the best). Brenda wasn’t used to this clingy version of Frank at all. (Don’t make me cringe). If Frank had treated her this well from the start, they probably would have been together by now, but now, it was too late. She wasn’t going to change her mind just because his attitude had.

Frank saw her reply and his eyes dimmed slightly. He turned to Reece and Leon. “Fine, you guys can come.”

Reece was thrilled. “So Phoebe is actually letting us come?”

Frank glanced at him. “Don’t get too excited. I doubt she’ll be happy to see you.”

Leon agreed. “Yeah, I think so too.”

Reece’s face darkened. “Screw you guys.” Still brothers! Couldn’t they just wish him well for once?

When the three of them arrived, Phoebe had already informed security, so they were let in. At the door, they saw that it was open. Frank still knocked. “Brenda.”

Brenda’s voice came from inside. “Come in. There are shoe covers by the cabinet, put them on.”

Frank smiled. “Got it.” The three of them put on the shoe covers and closed the door behind them.

Inside, they saw Phoebe and Brenda sitting on the couch, scrolling through their phones. “Have a seat.”

Phoebe looked up. “Do you guys want anything to drink?”

Frank smiled. “Water is fine.”

Phoebe nodded, got up, and brought three glasses of water, placing them on the table. Then she turned to Frank. “We need to talk to you about Edith. But can your friends listen in? Are they trustworthy?”

Reece and Leon felt attacked. So now, to Phoebe, they were just Frank’s friends! And whether they were trustworthy depended on Frank!