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.

have to ask?" Frank chuckled despite his frustration and pointed at White Court Hotel just down

surprise as she watched the BMW turn and drive into the

remained impassive, folding his arms before his chest—he had long since

Riverplex Dojo, and he was not

here?" Frank snorted, though he was

silenced him, and they both watched

the hotel entrance, her arms restrained by the

fingers on the steering wheel, smiling smugly. "I

business.

expose him right then and grinned instead. "Sure, you did. But you're not just going to watch your ex-wife being defiled by that bastard, are you? Can your conscience really

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

"What now?"

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

said in curiosity. "What