Frank smiled faintly. The impression was dismissive. "Even though she's a top model, her taste in fashion is really bad. I don't want her to choose my outfit." "B-but, your future wife is Miss Hall, not me. She gets to choose." However, Frank shook his head. "You come with me ... or I refuse to go to that place." Kara sighed in resignation. "That threat again," she grumbled worriedly. With lazy movements, she turned off the computer and tidied up her desk. After that, they left together. When Isabela arrived, there was no one on that floor. Once again, her screech echoed through the Savior building. "Damn! They're playing with me again. Just watch! I won't remain silent. That woman must be embarrassed until she can't show her face anymore." *** As soon as Frank arrived, he was greeted warmly. The bridal consultants escorted him to the VVIP room and showed him several choices of the best suits. After selecting the ten best suits, Frank asked everyone to leave, except Kara. "Si

Seeing Kara panting, Frank stretched out his arm. "Need help?" The room was suddenly filled with silence. The audience's comments poured in even more rapidly. Some thought that Frank was very kind and polite, while others said that Frank should think about Isabela's feelings. Kara knew what a stir there would be online if she took Frank's arm. Therefore, she shook her head and lifted her dress higher. "No, thank you, Sir." After that, she walked faster. Frank faithfully accompanied her steps, while Isabela carried the camera around them. The arrogant girl stopped when she got the best angle. "You're too slow, Kara. This room is wide. You can walk faster." Kara nodded. Her heart was pounding, whether it was because of the bad feeling in her chest or the loving eyes of her boss. Suddenly, there was a cracking sound from under her feet. Kara tilted forward. She accidentally stepped on her dress. In a blink of an eye, it fell off her body. "Oh gosh ...!" Even though the servants a

Silence hung in the air. Jeremy's statement did make sense. That could be the main reason why Kara was trying to stay away from him. She did not want Frank to be a disobedient grandson. "You're right, Jeremy. There must be a way to change Grandpa's decision," he muttered softly. His face showed firm determination. While the assistant enjoyed coffee, Frank was lost in contemplation. After a few moments, he whispered again. "Now that I know her identity, can you stop keeping it a secret? Tell me all about her. What kind of life did she live before and after meeting me?" Jeremy was silent for a moment. He had arrived at the deciding point. After nodding faintly, he finally began to tell about the accusations that Kara had received, her canceled marriage, her dismissal, and the misfortunes that weighed heavily on her shoulders. Not a single piece of information was missed, except for the whereabouts of the twins. By the time Jeremy was finished, Frank's expression had darkened. "What

Unexpectedly, Kara pulled the car door handle on the front passenger side. Frank stared wide eyed. He didn't dare move. Because the car was locked, Kara knocked on the window. Frank's heart skipped a beat like it was going to burst out of his throat. The tension within him now was much greater compared to when he faced the assassin. “Jeremy, I know you're in there. Please open it. I really need your help.” Frank broke into a cold sweat. His brows furrowed. ‘Should I just go?’ His hand went up to the car key, ready to turn it. However, seeing the annoyance on Kara's face, he finally sighed in resignation and opened the lock. Without wasting any time, Kara got in and threw the bag into the back seat. Pulling on her seat belt, she gasped for breath. “There aren't any taxis around here, and I have to go to Garcia Hospital. Please take me ...." Just then, their eyes met. Kara spontaneously froze. Her eyeballs trembled. Her hand that was fastening the seat belt froze. Frank also fel

"It's not difficult, Emily. You just need to find Mommy and Grandma then listen to them secretly. You can bring Yemon if you're afraid." Louis nodded, reassuringly. "Are you okay being left alone?" Emily's voice was so sweet. "It's okay. I can call Mommy if anything happens." Louis tapped Susan’s phone on his lap with his tiny finger. Once again, Emily puffed out her cheeks. Carrying Yemon, she crawled out of bed. "Do it carefully, Emily. If anything happens, run here immediately." The little girl nodded before running out. Her long hair flowed beautifully down her back. At the corner of the corridor, she stopped. Peeking over the edge of the wall, she looked around. "Where do Mommy and Grandma go? If not to administration, do they go to the cafeteria? People usually chat there." After considering for a moment, Emily came out from behind the wall. Unfortunately, she bumped into someone. Her tiny body bounced and Yemon was thrown away. Tears instantly gathered in Emily's eyes.