Helen never broke character as a strong and independent for as long as Frank knew her and would stay stoic even with him.

Her raving outburst actually left his heart skipping a beat, and he held her firmly in his arms, his eyes flashing. "Don't worry. I won't let you die here... absolutely not!"

"Yes!" Helen nodded in his arms—she had decided to trust him, and she would do so to the bitter end!

"Do you know what you're doing, Helen?!" Chaz shrieked, his face contorted in fury as he revealed in true nature.

His own bride-to-be was spurning him on the altar.

No, forget that—what she just did just made him lose face. She could well have cut it off!

Exposing him in public and slapping him, then running to another man?!

being trodden on—how would Southstream rich and important see

was not even an insult. It was a declaration of war, one that would be

those two leave—dying would be a relief compared to being mocked for the rest of

apologize to Mr. Graves and Mr. Lionheart, then

never this unreasonable! And it

most was the collective wrath of the

Frank now, it would

was instantly aligning herself with the Graves and

and shrieking at Helen, "Calm down, Helen! If

"I've had enough of you already. Don't you think that I'm unaware about you stealing my jewelry—I just can't be bothered! And how low can

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