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.

frustration and pointed at White Court Hotel just down

watched the BMW turn and drive into

his chest—he had long since

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

here?" Frank

and they both watched the BMW

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

tapped her fingers on the steering wheel, smiling smugly.

see how this is my business. I told

going to watch your ex-wife being defiled by

Vicky's expression suddenly turned somber and she pressed a hand on his

"What now?"

saw a white Mercedes driving into White Court Hotel as

Vicky said in curiosity. "What is

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