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.

in West City, which was decorated grandly with a

were there to partake in the festivities, breathing life to the otherwise

small talk. Bring Yara with you, but call me if anything comes

to find a quiet place, when

was Sean Wesley with an arm around a curvaceous young model dressed in a gown with

Frank, he strode over smugly. “Oh,

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