Naturally, the woman was none other than Vicky.

She did not hesitate to lunge at Frank as soon as she saw him, and as they locked gazes for several beats, she jammed her lips on his with passion that would leave anyone blushing.

"Ahem..."

There was no telling how long had passed, and they finally pulled away when a servant cleared her throat.

"Madam Zims, could you cough elsewhere? I hate you!" Vicky rolled her eyes at the woman, staring daggers.

"Actually, Ms. Turnbull." Madam Zims glanced pointedly nearby, and Vicky turned to find Titus himself standing there.

The sinister look on his face was palpable—forget Vicky lunging at Frank and kissing him enthusiastically, the fact that she had to be told that Titus was there made it clear Vicky really did not care about him.

think I should remind you that we're getting married in three days, Vicky," he

leaving with my darling!" Vicky snapped, her legs still wrapped around Frank's

glaring at that hostilely, she deliberately gyrated her hips in a position that would send

own fiancee,

not a slap in the face. It was an open

Lawrance!" Titus glared at him, his face darkened as he bellowed. "Let go of

should I listen to you?" Frank shot back,

should we listen to you?"

punched the car beside him, leaving a

will only hurt yours, Vicky!" he bellowed. "You'd better make up

"The Turnbull family? Hmph."

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