NovelEnglishFrank recognized that sof the boys around Helen were Soren's lapdogs, and most of them were studying Helen's face and figure lecherously.
Even sitting in the distance, Mandy Doncic was folding her arms before her chest, shooting a sideways glare of displeasure at Helen.
After all, Soren was sitting right beside her, but his eyes were glued to Helen's long legs, her black thigh highs seemingly stealing their soul.
Frank strode up to them and bellowed coldly at the boys around Helen, "Get out!"
"Shit, who the hell are you telling us to leave?!"
"Don't you know that our friend Soren just booked the whole place for us?!"
"What the—eh?"
The boys started snapping but soon saw Frank's face—it was the man whom Hux Darman was fawning over, and he could hold himself in a fight!
Frank took Helen's hand, frowning as he sat down beside her. "What the hell was that?"
"They're just Kat's classmates.” Helen smiled feebly, seeing the rage on his face. "You're being paranoid.”
"What..." Frank could not say anything just then.
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There was a glimmer of glee in her eyes too. After all, no girl would hate the one they loved getting jealous over her.
"Hmph... Kat, was it?" Frank knew it was all Kat's fault and looked around.
However, he had yet to find them when a gang of thugs approached their table.
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Helen felt guilty at his unhappy question and straightened his collar while she pouted. "Fine, | get it. I'll always listen from now on, okay?"
It was a first that the strong and independent Helen was being such a girl, and Frank's rising indignation vaporized right then.
"Fine, whatever." He sighed exasperatedly. "We're leaving once we're done here."
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