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.

getting married

Who wants to marry you?! I'm taking it back! I'm leaving with my

at that hostilely, she deliberately gyrated her hips in a position that would send one's imagination

choke right then—his own fiancee, getting clingy with

the face. It was an open

him, his face darkened as he bellowed. "Let go of

you?" Frank shot back, wrapping his arms around

listen to you?"

and punched the car beside him, leaving a dent but obviously repressing his

upsetting my family will only hurt yours, Vicky!" he

"The Turnbull family? Hmph."

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