The seaside villa of Frank was ablaze with lights both inside and outside.

The villa was already empty and it didn't help that Nancy had left too. Despite all the lights that were turned on, the loneliness could not be dispelled.

Frank cooked up a few dishes and had dinner alone.

He didn't know where Nancy had gone but there was no news of her which made him feel even more uneasy.

Since Timothy was back, he couldn't see William too. What kind of life was this?

At the thought of this, Frank hurled his fork across the table in frustration, losing his appetite.

Unable to stand it any longer, he took his phone out and dialed William's number.

"Hello?" William answered calmly.

"William, what are you doing?" Frank asked.

William coughed. "We're about to have dinner. How about you?"

"I'm having dinner too."

"Why do you sound unhappy?"

"No, no," Frank denied. He took his lighter out of his pocket—turning it on and off. As he gazed at the flame, he added, "I'm just bored."

"Wi

is way, please."

"Humph!" Frank snorted, scowling as he got on the helicopter.

He felt so useless. He'd never felt this way before.

As he boarded the helicopter, he closed his eyes, feeling both angry and uncertain about his future.

In the house of the Lan Family in R Town.

After dinner, they sat in the living room and chatted. Mary asked William in a low voice, "Are we in R Town?"

"Yes." William nodded.

"Wow!" Mary exclaimed in a low voice. She clenched her fists and chortled. "Yes, yes. I knew it! This is great!"

"……" William glanced at her. He opened his mouth, ready to say something when he heard Timothy's phone ring. For a moment, everyone hushed down.

"Hello?" Timothy answered the phone.

"Ha-ha! How did you find the time to call me?"

"Well, okay, I know. Don't worry."

"Okay, I see. No problem."

It was hard to tell what the phone call was about or who had even called him.

After hanging up, Timothy went about his business and continued to read the newspaper.