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

it together with tomatoes

was

wash her hands and walk

just wouldn't give

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

finished

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

were lined up on his stomach, sexy as

up for me, will you?" Franklin grabbed

and pressed

the other side of the phone was obviously dumbfounded;

shower. What do you

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

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

girl was not happy

kept asking

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

sneered and then

up the

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

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

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

wife went to Igethi,

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

to meet Mrs. Maskelyne she had been hearing about but

in a more aggrieved voice, "I saw the news that your

Franklin replied with a better

Tiffany hurriedly said hearing he was going to

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

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

if she would literally cry if

know. I'll deal with it when I get

he hung up and went straight to

stared at her phone, gnashing

very nice to her before. Why did he change so much? He just said to her not long ago that she was the girl

had just

What happened to him?

felt she was the luckiest girl in

woman in the world could resist the charm

that woman who seduced

so angry that she just wanted to

In the kitchen.

experienced manner. She even looked amazing when

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