Frank cleared his throat. “I’m coming downstairs. I have no ties with Helen now, but I have an obligation to protect you as your bodyguard.” “Stubborn, aren’t you?” Vicky growled through her teeth.

Frank soon arrived downstairs, where Vicky and Yara had been waiting for a while.

After they got into the car, Vicky smiled and asked, “Do you think Helen would come?” Frank did the math.

Helen would have received his ointment yesterday, so her face would have recovered by now.

“Yeah,” he said.

West City, which was decorated grandly with a red

in the festivities, breathing life to the

mirror.” I’ll be socializing with some bigwigs. Are you coming with me?” “I’ll pass–I hate small talk. Bring Yara with you, but call me if anything comes up.” Vicky nodded. “Alright. Feel free to

quiet place, when

a curvaceous young model dressed in a gown

as Sean saw Frank, he strode

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