Female Novel
Chatper 586
Vicky mused, coiling her phone's cord around her finger. "Hmm. How about Ninedell Hotel? Some old
classmates of mine are inviting me over, and you could be my plus one. They're all beautiful women, I
might add."
Frank clicked his tongue. "Then I'll pass."
"Oh, you." Vicky chuckled despite Frank's attitude, snapping playfully, "What's wrong, darling? Afraid
that my beauty pales in comparison and you'd fall for someone else?"
"Who's darling?" Frank sighed exasperatedly. "And it's your classmates' reunion. Why should I attend
it?"
"Like I said, you're my plus one." Vicky pouted. "All my classmates are married, so it's awkward if I
went alone... So are you coming or not?"
"Fine." Frank nodded exasperatedly. "So that's why you called me today."
"Smart." Vicky smiled and put down her phone.
Neil suddenly appeared in her office, glaring at her coolly. "Vicky, I'm warning you—you're engaged, so
stop messing around with Frank Lawrence. I'm sure you know what would happen if Titus Lionheart
finds out."
"Stay out of my private life, Neil." Vicky returned his cold glare. "Or what? Are you going to rat me out
to Titus?"
Neil paused for a moment but snorted. "I'm doing this for your sake, or you'd end up getting killed
because of that bastard!"
"So be it. Never liked Titus Lionheart anyway." Vicky shrugged nonchalantly. "And if you push me too
far, I'd just elope with Frank. I won't be suffering the short end of the stick even when things go bad,
right, Neil?"
Neil was left so livid that he could not argue.
As he stormed off, kicking the door on his way out, Vicky finally appeared concerned.
"The Lionhearts aren't annulling the engagement." She sighed. "That's troublesome, since Titus is no
pushover. Should I really distance myself from Frank?"
She immediately snorted and dismissed the idea. "No way!"
In her mind, Frank was so much better, a man worth more than ten of Titus.
Most importantly, she had realized she was not interested in Titus, which was completely different from
the way she felt toward Frank.
"Urgh, whatever. I'll cross the bridge when I come to it!"
Vicky sighed, shaking her head exasperatedly.
Frank arrived at Ninedell Hotel as agreed in the evening and did not have to wait for long when he
heard Vicky. "Oh! You're early, darling. Can't wait to see me?"
Frank made a face. "Really, Ms. Turnbull? Can't you quit with the 'darling' thing?"
Vicky giggled. "I told you you're my plus one—it's infuriating when the other gals are all married and I'mnovelbin
not."
"Answer's still no. Let's not cause misunderstandings here," Frank said sternly.
"Fine, I'll just settle for dearest." Vicky remained cheerful, humming as she wrapped her hand around
Frank's arm, threatening under her breath, "Don't expose me, or I'm docking your pay."
"What, is this part of my job?" Frank raised his brow, staring at her sideways.
"Of course. And you'll be rewarded if you do well." Vicky beamed.