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

she watched the BMW turn

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

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

are we doing here?"

and they both watched the BMW quietly at

was dragged out of the car and into the hotel entrance, her arms restrained by the two bodyguards and looking clearly

tapped her fingers on the steering wheel, smiling smugly. "I knew it. Helen would never be

see how this is my business. I told you I've

did. But you're not just going to watch your ex-wife being defiled by that bastard,

just as he was about to move, Vicky's expression suddenly turned somber and

"What now?"

saw a white

Neil's car," Vicky said in curiosity. "What is he

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