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.

raw materials because he

it

the living room of the suite Franklin's phone was ringing nonstop like it was

and walk over. The caller ID was still

just

his door again with his phone in her

finished showering

was rubbing his hair

lined up on

burning hot, “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

around and pressed the button,

obviously dumbfounded; she then asked in a soft voice,

just got out of the shower. What do you wanna say

Evans asked again unpleasantly, "Why are

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

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

kept asking really

before Franklin could say something, "I was going to make two sets of dinner. But now, I've decided to make just one.” Franklin's phone rang again when Sylvia turned

then walked towards the

picked up the phone

his voice, "Franklin,

your business. What are you

they, a man and a woman, be together in

and his wife went

not only that stunning face but also his wealth. Words

had been wanting to meet Mrs. Maskelyne she had been

more aggrieved voice, "I saw the news

Franklin replied with a

hang up. I haven't finished." Tiffany hurriedly said hearing he

He didn't have time to chitchat with Tiffany here and just wanted to ask

you promised you'll get me the number of Master Keturah. My piano competition is coming. Grandpa would give up on me if I don't

she would literally

replied, "I know. I'll deal

hung up and went

her phone, gnashing

Why did he change so much? He just said to her not long ago that she was

just been

What happened to him?

felt she was the luckiest girl in the world

world could resist the charm

be that woman who seduced

that she just

In the kitchen.

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

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