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.

those raw materials because he knew that what Franklin could cook was all

took out the meat and julienned it together

phone was ringing nonstop like it was

choice but to wash her hands and walk over.

woman just wouldn't give

his door again with his phone in her hand. And a male voice came from inside, "Come

had finished

much and pushed the door open. A half-naked man was rubbing his hair

up on

up for me, will you?"

turned around and pressed

girl on the other side of the phone was obviously dumbfounded; she then asked in a soft voice, "Isn't

of the shower. What do you wanna say to

asked again

nothing important you wanna

"Your girl was not happy about

who kept asking really annoyed

two sets of dinner. But now, I've decided to make just one.” Franklin's

then walked towards the

the phone with

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

of your business. What are you calling me

thought of why would they, a man and a woman,

his wife went to Igethi,

face but also his

Mrs. Maskelyne she had been hearing about but Franklin wouldn't

a more aggrieved voice, "I saw the news that your flight ran into turbulence

with a better attitude, “I gotta

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

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

competition is coming. Grandpa would give up on me if

she would literally

"I know. I'll deal with

up and went straight to the

her phone,

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

just been

What happened to him?

felt she was the luckiest girl in the world when Franklin

the world could resist

be that

so angry that she just wanted to smash the

In the kitchen.

experienced manner. She even looked amazing when she cooked

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