Poppy wished to be with Sylvia longer.

In the Bentley, the air was solidified, as stressful as before a storm. Sylvia asked Franklin impatiently, “What's wrong with you? I took Poppy's car here earlier."

Franklin was choked by her words, with a lump of unhappiness in his throat, which darkened his face. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He didn't expect Sylvia still want to sit in Poppy's car.

All of a sudden, he was overwhelmed by the jealousy of his sister. Realizing that, he felt helpless.

Bitterness surged in his chest, and he tried his best to repress the urge to kiss her.

Immediately, he decided to teach Sylvia a lesson so she would stop hitting on other men.

Looking stern, he asked, "Since when have you two been so close? She's just a silly girl."

Franklin actually implied that he was good-looking and wealthy and asked her to focus on him.

Sylvia could tell his mood had worsened increasingly. Lifting an eyebrow, she looked at him in mockery. "I do need to thank you for your help today, Franklin. However, I could handle it well even if you hadn't contacted Mr. Carrillo and Mr. Mckee."

“You should appreciate my help.” Franklin still wanted to argue with her stubbornly.

Her words made his eyes light up. His gaze fell on her pink, tender lips. His Adam's apple bobbed. The next second, Franklin suddenly pressed the back of her head.

Before his lips touched hers, Sylvia started struggling and covered her lips. "What do you want? Stop it."

"You should thank me this way," he replied. Then he pried open her hands and pressed a kiss on her lips.

Their tongues met and slid sensuously over one another. His hot breath was on her cheeks.

Depression sprung in Sylvia's eyes.

How dare

that she was absentminded, a flame

next second, he bit her, and she let out

spread between their

couldn't breathe because he didn't let her. Finally, he pulled away,

aggressively, "I like the way how you thank me." Sylvia

always acted like a

by his tone, Sylvia grabbed his sleeve and snapped, "Do you like it? I don't. Your kissing skill sucks.

turned red. He

you complain about my kiss! I'm gonna teach you a

pulled her down into

the virus didn't take

believed she could resist Franklin's seduction if

reminded herself

intensely, Franklin repressed the irritation and

“I'm still hungry..."

confirmed that the virus

the virus had been eliminated and wished it would

didn't know the virus inside her body was

he wanted her to cook

Sylvia didn't feel offended, she wanted to defend her rights. "Franklin, you've

immediately answered, "That doesn't

supposed to be like that. You are a company's president and a famous crew commander. Is

Franklin's thin lips, his eyes glittering. "You didn't take the initiative to thank me just now. If you want to express gratitude to someone, you

her. Therefore, she retorted confidently, "I want to beat you up to express my

to test his skills. Therefore,

Franklin grabbed

rude, baby. You

up, and he could feel the

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