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.

I should remind you that we're getting married in

leaving

gyrated her hips in a position that would send one's

choke right then—his own

slap in the face. It

face darkened

I listen to you?" Frank shot back, wrapping his arms around

listen to

turned and punched the car beside him, leaving a dent but

family will only hurt yours, Vicky!" he bellowed. "You'd

"The Turnbull family? Hmph."

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