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."

as he came to his senses after a while, Frank said, "Don't ever fight me

I won't tell anyone about today or show up at that

main entrance of Ninedell Hotel, rearing his head as

sake—be it marrying Chaz or rejecting him, it was to stop Chaz from

came as soon as she was told that he had a

welled up with guilt when he remembered what he had told Helen. Even if it was harmless on the

still called Chaz, begging him to think of something

it all came down to

thing: Helen

want me, Chaz Graves?" Frank growled, inhaling deeply as his expression cooled. "We shall see who

he left Ninedell Hotel and

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