Chapter 503

Vicky blinked as she watched Frank drive into the parking lot without a care. "What, are you really giving up on Helen?" Frank stayed silent as he stopped the car and alighted, making a beeline for The Dynasty. Vicky stood in his way right then and smiled. "Still nursing a stubborn streak? Look—I consider Helen my rival, but winning like this is boring. Get back in the car already. Also, I'm interested in what the Graves family is cooking." "Go if you want to." Frank started to stride past her. Vicky caught him by the wrist. "Running away solves nothing. Come with me—also, you're my bodyguard, and you'll have to explain yourself if I get hurt." Her pretty, mischievous smile left Frank nodding in exasperation—he really could not win against her. This time, Vicky drove and soon caught up to Chaz's BMW by the junction, waiting for the light. "Where do you think they're going?" Vicky mused. "Do you have to ask?" Frank chuckled despite his frustration and pointed at White Court Hot