Still, Frank had to concede that even though she hid her face, the woman's figure was one that could give Helen and Vicky a run for their money.

Her long, fair legs were crossed beneath the table, while her bare belly was flat and her skin smooth. Even her gait alone would set a man's loins on fire, and no average man could withstand her charms-they would fall for her in no tat all.

However, while Frank liked women and did not shy from allowing his gaze to linger, he had no tto waste now, especially with Vicky's safety uncertain.

plenty of questions, but you must drink this or I won't answer a thing." The woman glanced pointedly at the glass of wine she

a mystical power as she repeated, "Drink." Frank

you don't drink." "What?!" Frank was taken aback-she knew who he really was? "Haha... Don't look so surprised. Still, let's put that thought aside while I deal with a small trifle." The woman smiled and turned toward the doorway. "Gentleman, there's no reason to hide.

a dozen goons with them

us, Clarity. But we're here for Frank Lawrence-it's none of your business." Another man added haughtily, "Exactly. We know about this place, which is why we have no intention cause a scene, let alone make enemies with you. Just give us Frank Lawrence so that we our jobs, and the status qua to

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