The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Vicky blinked as she watched Frank drive into the parking lot without a care. "What, are you really giving up on Helen?"

Frank stayed silent as he stopped the car and alighted, making a beeline for The Dynasty.

Vicky stood in his way right then and smiled. "Still nursing a stubborn streak? Look—I consider Helen my rival, but winning like this is boring. Get back in the car already. Also, I'm interested in what the Graves family is cooking."

"Go if you want to." Frank started to stride past her.

Vicky caught him by the wrist. "Running away solves nothing. Come with me—also, you're my bodyguard, and you'll have to explain yourself if I get hurt."

Her pretty, mischievous smile left Frank nodding in exasperation—he really could not win against her.

This time, Vicky drove and soon caught up to Chaz's BMW by the junction, waiting for the light.

"Where do you think they're going?" Vicky mused.

Frank chuckled despite his frustration and pointed at

in surprise as she watched the BMW turn and drive into the hotel

arms before his chest—he had long since figured out how Chaz's thought process

had his way with Helen at Riverplex Dojo, and he was not about to let

consensual. So what are we doing here?" Frank snorted,

silenced him, and they both watched the BMW

entrance, her arms restrained by the

wheel, smiling smugly. "I knew it.

still don't see how this is my business. I told you I've burnt all bridges with

and grinned instead. "Sure, you did. But you're not just going to watch your ex-wife

as he was about to move, Vicky's expression suddenly turned somber and she pressed a hand

"What now?"

as he followed Vicky's gaze, he saw a white Mercedes

Neil's car," Vicky said in curiosity.