It was dark late at night.

A private jet was flying in the sky.

While operating the jet, Franklin called his subordinate to apply for a special aviation line.

"Yes, Captain Maskelyne. It's approved.”

"The fee of your special aviation line has been confirmed to be received.”

“The line is between Townyer Villa and Pearlhall Villa. Yes. It's your exclusive line. You can fly at any time without any more approvals in the future,” his SouthStar Airlines subordinate answered.

He wondered if Franklin was out of his mind to buy such a short- distanced airline or if he was just too wealthy.

Suddenly, he recalled that Logan, the president of Longevity Pharmaceuticals, stayed in Pearlhall Villa. The subordinate guessed if it meant Franklin had become Logan's boyfriend for real.

"How horrible!" The thought made him shiver.

Although both Franklin and Logan were handsome and wealthy, Franklin was married, wasn't he?

His wife had never been announced in public, though.

The subordinate believed that Franklin married to cover the truth of his sexual orientation, and so did Logan announce his girlfriend.

After returning to Pearlhall Villa, Sylvia wanted to go to bed as she would have many things to deal with the following day.

She returned to her bedroom and took a shower.

Shortly after, she walked out of the bathroom, holding a towel to dry her long hair.

While she was about to find the hairdryer, her bedroom door was pushed open.

Franklin stood at the door, holding the door frame with a hand and gazing at the woman under the bright light.

Her fair body was only wrapped in a shower towel.

beads dripped from her hair and streamed along the skin, vanishing

too appealing. Franklin's gaze was glued to

didn't expect to see such a

sneer, he said, "Sylvia,

him chase

hair. "You

then, several tall, sturdy men

to shut them out, his eyes glimmering with a desire for

now. He didn't want anyone else to see the fantastic

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"Are you OK, Miss Andrews? A man flew a private

too good at fighting. We failed to

down and raised her voice to

"OK, Miss Andrews."

glad you

group of

they walked, they discussed, "It turns out

at fighting, too. We didn't win

and good at fighting. It seems he's also

enough. Stop being so

This man is her ex-

will Boss marry again? We won't fight with him. If her ex-

more bodyguards to win

him a lesson." Franklin had no idea that Sylvia's

Meanwhile, in the bedroom.

step, his tall figure emanating pressure. Then he stopped,

seemed to be loyal to her as well. They had the guts to

men, and none of

were outstanding fighters. However, Franklin won against

was adept at fighting,

help wondering how

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