"Frank..."

Even as the men tore at Winter's clothes, her eyes lit up in excitement as she watched the door being kicked wide open.

But it was a tanned man with a mean glare, looking around in his thirties, who stood there.

There were more men behind him filing into the room, clearly having helped the man kick the door open.

"Hmph." Ivor Bearson snorted. "You scumbags couldn't wait for the rest of us?"

"Oh... I'm so sorry, Mr. Bearson!"

Sunny promptly flashed a fawning smile, at once standing at attention.

Dean let go of Winter too and moved to stand alongside Jarek like obedient children.

"It's not Frank..."

her, but she soon realized that she always

getting too

in front of him, grinning sleazily

these years really look good.

picking Riverton University's

"Hahaha..."

around him flattered him, while he was clearly gleeful about

brother is a friend of the Turnbulls. He

with

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