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

julienned it together with tomatoes

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

wash her hands and walk over. The caller ID was

just

her

had finished

door open. A half-naked man was rubbing his hair with

up on his stomach, sexy

face was burning hot, “Your phone kept ringing. It's annoying." "My hands are wet. Pick it up for me,

around and pressed

other side of the phone was obviously dumbfounded; she then asked

of the shower. What do you wanna

asked again unpleasantly,

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

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

who kept asking really

was going to make two sets of dinner. But now, I've decided to make

then walked

the phone with impatience,

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

you calling me for?" Franklin said

why would they, a man and

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

stunning face but also his wealth. Words had it that

meet Mrs. Maskelyne she

aggrieved voice, "I saw the news that your flight

fine.” Franklin replied with a better

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

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

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

literally cry if he

know. I'll deal with it when I get

he hung up and went straight to

her

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

just been

What happened to him?

the luckiest girl in the world when Franklin found

the world could resist the

be that

was so angry that she

In the kitchen.

an experienced manner. She even looked amazing when she

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