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."

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

about today or show up at

the main entrance of Ninedell Hotel, rearing his head as

Helen was doing was for his sake—be it marrying Chaz or rejecting him, it was to stop Chaz

she was told that he had a fight with

when he remembered what he had told Helen. Even if it was harmless on the surface, it

him to think of something just to stop Titus from coming

were dismissed, it all came down to

he had to admit Chaz was right about one thing: Helen was stupid, not giving up on

inhaling deeply as his expression cooled. "We shall see who will come up victorious in

left Ninedell Hotel and drove straight to

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