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.

prepared those raw materials because he knew that what Franklin could

out the meat and julienned it together with tomatoes and some

was ringing

had no choice but to wash her hands and walk

just wouldn't

again with his phone in her hand. And a male voice came from inside,

had finished

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

were lined up on

for me, will you?" Franklin grabbed that

around and pressed the button,

phone was obviously dumbfounded; she then asked in a

the shower. What do you wanna say

asked again unpleasantly, "Why

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

threw his phone at him, "Your girl was not happy about me picking

kept asking

make two sets of dinner. But now, I've decided to make just one.” Franklin's phone rang again when

sneered and then walked

picked up the phone

second she heard his voice, "Franklin, who's that woman?

are you calling me for?"

astonished at the thought of why would they, a man

and his wife went

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

Mrs. Maskelyne she had been hearing about

the news that your flight ran into

with a better attitude,

hang up. I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly

Franklin was already starving. He didn't have time to chitchat with Tiffany here and just wanted to ask Sylvia for a plate

you promised you'll get me the number of Master Keturah. My piano competition is coming. Grandpa would

acted as if she would literally cry if he

deal with

up and

her phone, gnashing her

to her before. Why did he change so much? He just said to her not long

just

What happened to him?

she was the luckiest girl in the world when Franklin

woman in the world could resist the charm of

be that

she

In the kitchen.

experienced manner. She even looked amazing

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