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.

despite his frustration and pointed

in surprise as she watched the BMW turn and drive

before his chest—he had long since

at Riverplex Dojo, and he was not about to let another chance

here?" Frank snorted, though he was still

they both watched the

the car and into the hotel entrance, her arms restrained by the two bodyguards and

the steering wheel, smiling smugly. "I knew it. Helen would

is my business. I told you I've burnt all bridges

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 take

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

"What now?"

he followed Vicky's gaze, he saw a white

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

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