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.

he knew that what Franklin could cook was all

julienned it together with tomatoes and

Franklin's phone was ringing nonstop like it was never

choice but to wash her hands and walk

just

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

had finished

was rubbing his hair with a towel with another white

lined up on his stomach, sexy

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

and

the phone was obviously dumbfounded; she then asked in

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

Evans asked again unpleasantly, "Why are you with

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

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

Evans who kept asking

two sets of dinner. But

then walked

picked up the phone with

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

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

the thought of why would they, a man and a woman, be together in the dead of

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

only that stunning face but also his wealth. Words

meet Mrs. Maskelyne she had been hearing about

the news that your flight ran into turbulence yesterday.

fine.” Franklin replied with a better attitude, “I gotta

haven't finished." Tiffany

with Tiffany

piano competition is coming. Grandpa would give up on me if I don't win this time," Tiffany

acted as if she would literally cry if he didn't

deal with it when I

he hung up and went straight to

her phone, gnashing her

much? He just said to her not

just been

What happened to him?

she was the luckiest girl

woman in the world could resist

must be that

she just wanted to smash the

In the kitchen.

an experienced manner. She even looked amazing

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