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

took out the meat and julienned it together with tomatoes and some other

in the living room of the suite Franklin's phone was ringing nonstop like it was never coming to an

but to wash her hands and walk over. The

just

his door again with his phone in her hand. And

had finished

A half-naked man was rubbing his hair with a towel

up on his stomach, sexy

“Your phone kept ringing. It's annoying." "My hands are wet. Pick it up for me, will you?" Franklin grabbed that towel, his hair wet and tangled, which added to his handsomeness in

soon turned around and pressed

the phone was obviously dumbfounded;

got out of the shower. What do you wanna say to him?" Sylvia

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

this? I guess there's nothing important you wanna say to Mr. Maskelyne. Goodbye."

him, "Your girl was not

Evans who kept asking really annoyed

added before Franklin could say something, "I was going to make two sets of dinner. But now, I've

then walked

picked up the phone with impatience,

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

your business. What are you calling me for?" Franklin

astonished at the thought of why would they, a man and a woman, be together

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

he owned was not only that stunning face but also his wealth. Words

Maskelyne she had been hearing about

more aggrieved voice, "I saw the news that

a better attitude, “I gotta

haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly said hearing he was going

didn't have time to chitchat with Tiffany here and just wanted to ask Sylvia for a plate

coming. Grandpa would give

she would literally

I'll deal with it when

he hung up and went

her phone, gnashing her

nice to her before. Why did he change so much? He just said to her not long ago that she was the girl he had been looking for and he would be

just

What happened to him?

felt she was the luckiest girl in the world when Franklin

woman in the world could resist

be that woman

angry that she

In the kitchen.

an experienced manner. She even looked amazing when she

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