Vicky blinked as she watched Frank drive into the parking lot without a care.

“What, are you really giving up on Helen?”

Frank stayed silent as he stopped the car and alighted, making a beeline for The Dynasty.

Vicky stood in his way right then and smiled. “Still nursing a stubborn streak?

Look—I consider Helen my rival, but winning like this is boring. Get back in the car already. Also, I’m interested in what the Graves family is cooking.”

“Go if you want to.” Frank started to stride past her.

Vicky caught him by the wrist. “Running away solves nothing. Come with me— also, you’re my bodyguard, and you’ll have to explain yourself if I get hurt.”

Her pretty, mischievous smile left Frank nodding in exasperation—he really could not win against her.

and soon caught up to Chaz’s

think they’re

have to ask?” Frank chuckled despite his frustration and pointed at White Court Hotel just down the

watched

arms before his chest—he had long since figured out how

Dojo, and

are we doing here?” Frank snorted, though

they both watched the BMW quietly

hotel entrance,

fingers on the steering wheel, smiling smugly. “I knew it. Helen would

see how this is my business. I told you I’ve burnt

you did. But you’re not just going to watch your ex-wife being defiled by that

but just as he was about to move, Vicky’s expression suddenly turned somber and she pressed a hand on his shoulder. “Hold

“What now?”

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