Surely, he had tactics of his own such as tricking her.

“You are one to ask? How about you tricking me?" Franklin sat next to her and guessed that she had figured out why she couldn't book a hotel room downstairs.

He stared at her with confusion. "What's the relationship between you and the Dark? When did you become Amber?"

"What are you doing at underground boxing?" Sylvia didn't answer but asked.

"Don't skip my question. Couldn't I be there to watch?" Franklin crossed his legs elegantly while holding the glass with his fingers and shaking the wine slightly, "Sylvia, what exactly are you? Is there anything about you I don't know yet?"

"Franklin, we are divorced. Please stop asking about me. You have no right to make me say it." Sylvia drank it all, put the glass down, and then stood up.

“I should go to my room."

Sylvia slammed the door of her bedroom.

There was not a single expression on Franklin's face except a frown. Two minutes later, the sound of running water came from her room. She was taking a shower.

And the sound vanished about a dozen minutes later.

But Franklin was getting thirstier and hornier than before.

His feelings for her were deeper than he thought.

He took a deep breath, threw his phone on the couch, and decided to take a shower to calm himself down.

Sylvia then came out after the shower. She rubbed the towel through her hair and was about to check the kitchen as she felt a bit hungry right now.

All of a sudden, the phone on the couch rang.

She walked over and found out it was Franklin's phone.

The caller ID was Miss Evans.

Sylvia then picked up the phone and knocked on his door. But there was no answer.

She turned her ear toward the door. He must be showering as the water was running in there.

So she again threw his phone on the couch and moved on to the kitchen.

There were some eggs, tomatoes, and meat in the fridge, looking fresh. The hotel must just put them in there based on his flight.

He was a picky man and he would cook for himself instead of eating food here in Igethi.

But what he cooked was awful. Who knew how he ate them?

It was hilarious to think of a big tall man who was picky about what he ate.

materials because he knew that

meat and julienned it together with tomatoes

room of the suite Franklin's phone was ringing

choice but to wash her hands and walk over. The caller ID was still Miss

woman just wouldn't give

door again with his phone in her hand. And a male voice came

had finished

much and pushed the door open. A half-naked man was rubbing his hair with a towel

abs were lined up on his stomach,

wet. Pick it up for me, will you?"

around and pressed

girl on the other side of the phone was obviously dumbfounded; she then asked in a soft voice,

just got out of the shower. What do you

are you?" Miss Evans asked again unpleasantly, "Why are you

called to ask about this? I guess there's nothing important you wanna say

his phone at him, "Your girl was

Evans who kept asking really annoyed

two sets of dinner. But now, I've

sneered and then

the phone with impatience,

his voice, "Franklin, who's

none of your business. What are you calling me for?" Franklin said

man and a woman, be together

still married and his wife went to Igethi, too? Or did he cheat on

that stunning face but also his wealth. Words had it that he had got

she had been

the news that your flight ran into turbulence

Franklin replied with a better attitude, “I gotta

Franklin! Don't hang up. I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly said hearing he was going to hang

time to chitchat with Tiffany here

is coming. Grandpa would give up on me if I don't win

she would literally cry if he

I'll deal with

hung up and went straight to

stared at her phone, gnashing

said to her not long ago that she was the girl he had been looking for and he would be

had just

What happened to him?

felt she was the luckiest girl

could

must be that woman who

she just wanted to smash

In the kitchen.

cooked in an experienced manner. She even looked amazing when she cooked

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