Nobody here has heard of my father's company at all. I keep looking for signs of it, because I wonder which of my adorable sisters got the reins. But Frost Enterprises is apparently foreign to anyone and everyone. I know for a fact that there are few countries untouched by my father's claws, and Las Vegas is full of people who should rightfully know about it.
There is something more going on here than was obvious at the beginning. Though I suppose the only sensible conclusion isn't exactly a surprise.