Chapter 19 Cast Nobilty Aside, Throw Salt in the Wound

"Amaya this and that woman!" Was Frankie trying to nag at him?! Luis placed a hand on his head and yelled, "You dare finish your words?!"

Frankie shrugged and said, "I'm done. Good night. Don't lose your sleep over this; I don't want you to grow ugly. I doubt Amaya would like ugly men!"

He still dared to call Amaya's name?! Luis grabbed the vase on the coffee table and threw it at Frankie's back. Unfortunately, Frankie had already moved away and was opening the door to the bedroom.

The sleeping beauty on the bed was still unconscious, and she was still wearing her heels. There was blood on the back of her heel, and it added a touch of wildness to her beauty. Her fair and slender legs hung off the bed from the torn hem of her skirt. She was placed in a very seductive position.