On the other end, Chaz was still gloating with an evil smile. "That dumb bitch is just a tool I'm using to humiliate Frank Lawrence. No, I'll deny even Helen her dignity, and Frank will watch as his woman is defiled by another man."

Chuckling, he said, "Go—report to Titus Lionheart. My preparations here are complete, and all it takes is for Titus' elite fighters to arrive."

"Yes, Mr. Graves," the bodyguard replied before hanging up with a trembling finger, his whole body shaking as he turned toward Frank.

He was deeply terrified of Frank flying into a rage, killing him in one swift strike.

What he did not expect was Frank to stand there, staring blankly instead of flipping out.

"M-Mr. Lawrence...?" the bodyguard called out to Frank miserably, not daring to flee despite Frank's distraction.

"Go."

toward the bodyguard as he came to his senses after a while, Frank said, "Don't ever fight me again if you want to live,

won't tell anyone about today or show up at that wedding!" the bodyguard

gone, Frank stood alone outside the main entrance of Ninedell Hotel,

was for his sake—be it marrying Chaz or rejecting him, it was to stop Chaz from telling Titus that

she came as soon as she was told that he

remembered what he had told Helen. Even if it was

still called Chaz, begging him to think of something just to stop Titus from

coincidences and other frivolous factors were dismissed, it all came down to the fact

one thing: Helen was stupid, not giving up

Frank growled, inhaling deeply as his expression cooled. "We shall see

Hotel and drove straight to

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