-Aria was sweating over her brow even as she stood at a corner.

At White Court Hotel, she had set things up so that Frank believed he had a drunken fumble with her.

She knew there were cameras in the hallways and the elevators, but there were voyeurs too…?!

Did that mean that what she did that night was recorded, and Eron’s daughter wanted to tell Frank about that?

Forget Frank’s fury once he was found out and take back everything he gave her—the life in glamor and riches she envisioned would go up in smoke!

Even as the thought struck her, Aria forced a smile as he turned toward Frank.

“I’m a little tired. I’ll go to my room now.”

“Yeah, sure,” Frank replied, already suspicious after seeing her unusual reaction.

self-restraint, not to mention that he checked himself right after and did

drunk, how

Frank had his suspicions in the first place but came down with

girl like Aria devious enough to arrange all of that just to

Grande Square, and what she said echoed

made Frank basically sure that Aria had set him

been thinking straight—he would not have afforded her the chance

back his suspicions, or he could

evidence of what went

that case, a trip

now, but I

“Great!” Eron exclaimed contentedly.

little before Frank saw

did, Frank was wondering about one thing—Eron was obviously

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