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.

soon caught up to Chaz’s BMW by the junction,

you think

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

snorted in surprise as she watched the BMW turn

his arms before his chest—he had long since figured

almost had his way with Helen at Riverplex Dojo,

doing here?” Frank

and they both watched the BMW

into the hotel entrance, her arms

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

business. I told you I’ve burnt all

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

expression suddenly turned somber and she pressed

“What now?”

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