Vicky mused, coiling her phone''s cord around her finger. "Hmm. How about Ninedell Hotel? Some old


    ssmates 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 yfully, "What''s wrong, darling? Afraid


    that my beauty pales inparison and you''d fall for someone else?"


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    "Who''s darling?" Frank sighed exasperatedly. "And it''s your ssmates'' reunion. Why should I attend


    it?"


    "Like I said, you''re my plus one." Vicky pouted. "All my ssmates are married, so it''s awkward if I


    went alone... So are youing 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, ring 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 re. "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 nonchntly. "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 waspletely different from


    the way she felt toward Frank.


    "Urgh, whatever. I''ll cross the bridge when Ie 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''m


    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.