Chapter 55

Emma and Frank weren't far apart, and she could clearly hear the conversation on the phone. She scoffed inwardly. Injured again, huh? Before Frank could respond, she sneered, "Go ahead. Don't keep Ms. Davila waiting." The problem was, by the time he flew back from Steistan… Lea's injuries would have most likely recovered. Frank stiffened, his gaze on her carrying an undeniable pressure. Yet his tone remained reconciliatory. "Emma, I'll wait for you to return." As she watched Frank hurry away, Emma stood frozen for a moment. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness hit her, forcing her to press a hand against the wall to steady herself. So what if Frank regretted things now? When it came to Lea, Frank would always be the first to cast Emma aside. Emma let out a self-deprecatory smirk, then turned back inside to finish packing her luggage. That night, she booked a flight home. When she arrived at the airport, she spotted a familiar figure just as she stepped out of the car. Gabriel stood