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On the other end, Chaz was still gloating with an evil smile. "That dumb bitch is just a tool I'm using to
humiliate Frank Lawrence. No, I'll deny even Helen her dignity, and Frank will watch as his woman is
defiled by another man."
Chuckling, he said, "Go—report to Titus Lionheart. My preparations here are complete, and all it takes
is for Titus' elite fighters to arrive."
"Yes, Mr. Graves," the bodyguard replied before hanging up with a trembling finger, his whole bodynovelbin
shaking as he turned toward Frank.
He was deeply terrified of Frank flying into a rage, killing him in one swift strike.
What he did not expect was Frank to stand there, staring blankly instead of flipping out.
"M-Mr. Lawrence...?" the bodyguard called out to Frank miserably, not daring to flee despite Frank's
distraction.
"Go."
Turning toward the bodyguard as he came to his senses after a while, Frank said, "Don't ever fight me
again if you want to live, and you'd better not show up at that wedding."
"Y-Yes! Mr. Lawrence, I won't tell anyone about today or show up at that wedding!" the bodyguard
exclaimed, rejoicing even as he fled in panic.
After he was gone, Frank stood alone outside the main entrance of Ninedell Hotel, rearing his head as
he sighed.
So everything Helen was doing was for his sake—be it marrying Chaz or rejecting him, it was to stop
Chaz from telling Titus that he was close with Vicky.
In fact, she came as soon as she was told that he had a fight with Hubert.
Frank's heart welled up with guilt when he remembered what he had told Helen. Even if it was
harmless on the surface, it must have really stung Helen's heart.
Even so, she still called Chaz, begging him to think of something just to stop Titus from coming after
Frank.
Once coincidences and other frivolous factors were dismissed, it all came down to the fact of Chaz's
manipulation.
Still, he had to admit Chaz was right about one thing: Helen was stupid, not giving up on him despite
everything he had done!
"So, you want me, Chaz Graves?" Frank growled, inhaling deeply as his expression cooled. "We shall
see who will come up victorious in the end!"
With those words, he left Ninedell Hotel and drove straight to Lane Manor.
It was late into the night when he arrived outside and pressed on the doorbell.
To no surprise, Gina emerged, rubbing her groggy eyes and immediately snapping at Frank, "What are
you doing here in my house?! You're not welcome here! Now, leave!"
"Helen!"
Frank completely ignored Gina as he stood outside the gates, his fists clenched as he shouted into the
manor, "I won't let you marry Chaz Graves!
"I know you're not sleeping—those dark circles under your eyes betrayed you!
"Do you hear me?! Trust me just this once! I won't let you marry Chaz!"
"Are you crazy?!" Gina snapped even as Frank continued to yell at the manor. "Helen's decided to
marry Mr. Graves herself! Give up already—we won't let you interfere with their wedding!"