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."

said, "Don't ever fight me again

today or show up at that wedding!" the bodyguard

stood alone outside the main entrance of Ninedell Hotel, rearing his head as

rejecting him, it was to stop Chaz from telling Titus that he

soon as she was

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

think

factors were dismissed, it all came down to the fact of

admit Chaz was right about one thing: Helen was stupid, not giving

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

left Ninedell Hotel and drove straight to Lane

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