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 him now? Or his own

a declaration of war, one that would be fought to the bitter

those two leave—dying would be a relief compared to

Get down on your knees and apologize to Mr.

was never this unreasonable! And

the most was the collective wrath of the Graves

Helen really left with Frank now, it would be all over

why she was instantly aligning herself

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

off Cindy right then. "I've had enough of you already. Don't you think that I'm unaware about you stealing my jewelry—I

Cindy was left

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