Naturally, the drowsy man who alighted was none other than Frank himself.

Helen was no fool-everything about this was suspicious, as not only did Luna call her in the middle of the night, but she was also telling Helen to hurry back to Laneville.

If Mark was really looking for her, he would have asked Gavin to make contact.

While Helen was afraid to ask, she thought about it and decided to bring Frank along.

lying down for a nap on the backseat, which in turn kept him

while Clark, Gable, and their goons were taken aback as Frank alighted, Clark

Frank was jolted to his senses by Clark's mocking and pointed at himself blankly. "Lowlife ex-husband? You mean me?" "Hahaha... Look around you. Is there anyone else here?" Clark, Gable, and their goons were all

met Clark's leer and replied solemnly, "First of all, there are plenty of lowlifes around here, and I'm not the worst of them." "Also..." Frank then grinned and pulled Helen toward himself by her waist. "I'm not her ex-husband." "Oh, you..." Helen blushed even as she felt the warmth of his hand on her waist, suddenly shy like a maiden despite being the ice queen

were

to get a taste!" "Exactly. You can't blus for this!" Clark did not respond to the goons' sleazy catcalls, because he was busy

poverimself as he smiled at the around him. "Did you ask for permission first?" belongs to english"Fuck off. Who needs your permission?" "Exactly. Who do you think you are?" "Let's see if you can still talk tough when we cut off your arm!" The

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