Having made a deal with Frank, Aria left the men’s room, satisfied.


    Frank was actually uninterested with overly enthusiastic women like Aria, and not because of her looks,


    but rather, it was their immodesty and willingness to do anything for money.


    There was no way Frank would pay her that much attention–who knew when she would make him a


    cuck.


    After relieving himself, he stepped out to find Aria waiting outside.


    As they returned together, they found someone in Frank’s seat.


    It was a young man dressed mboyantly, trying to chat Winter up. “Hey, are you here alone? Why


    don’t we add each other on WhatsApp?”


    Winter did not even know when he came and promptly waved him off in refusal. “No, I’m here with my


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    brother.”


    “Oh, that’s fine. You’re here to hang out anyway, right?” the youth pressed.


    Winter nodded shyly, and he chuckled. “Oh, I forgot to mention – my brother is the general manager of


    this mall. Why don’t we hang outter? Everything will be on the house, and we’re friends after that.


    Anyway, my name is Sunny Jameson. What’s yours?”


    Winter had no intentions of hanging out with him and refused politely. “No, thanks. I’m heading home


    Sunny was not giving up and kept going. “Come on, girl—”


    Frank returned before he could finish, pping him on the shoulder. “That’s my seat, bro.”


    Sunny frowned and red at him. “Who are you? This theater isn’t full–can’t you get another seat?”


    Frank repeated bluntly, “That’s my seat.


    “Wee back, Frank.” Winter sighed in relief when she saw Frank.


    Sunny quickly calmed down when he realized Frank was with Winter and smiled while holding out a


    hand. “Oh, hello. I’m a friend.”


    Frank did not shake his hand, however. “This is the cinema, sir, so please be quiet and return to your


    seat.”


    Sunny shed a chagrined smile and quickly sat down behind Winter.


    Even as Frank and Aria returned to their seats, Sunny had already forgotten what Frank said and kept


    talking to Winter from the back, “There’s this nice cafe in this mall. It’s my treat. “No thanks…” Winter


    frowned and shook her head–she was always too meek to be stern.


    That only encouraged Sunny, who whipped out his phone and continued, “Then how about the best


    dessert store here in Grande Square? Satisfaction guaranteed.”


    This time, before Winter could finish, Frank snatched his phone away.


    “Hey! What are you doing?!” Sunny snapped furiously.


    .


    Frank answered him with a p across his face, knocking him to the floor.