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    Frank’s facade cracked, revealing a sh of anger and bitterness. His eyes burned as he spoke through gritted teeth.


    “It’s because I was punished yesterday. Today, the king only allows me to keep an eye on you lowly sex ves.”


    His voice rose, venting his frustration and resentment.


    “Makenna, you should be the one held responsible! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been punished!”


    His outrageous im spurred me to anger. I sneered at him, my voice dripping with disdain.


    “And how exactly do you expect me to be responsible for that?”


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    A glint of avarice danced in Frank’s eyes as he spoke, an audacious grin spreading across his face. “If you juste back to me, this whole issue will be a thing of the past.”


    I had never encountered such raw audacity before. For a moment, I was speechless, unable toprehend his tant disregard. Seeing my silence, Frank took it as a sign of acquiescence, standing there with a self-satisfied smirk.


    “Now that you’re in favor with the princes,” he continued, “if you put in a good word for me, we can forget all this. If I seed, I’ll never forget your help.”


    “Oh?” I retorted, my tone dripping with sarcasm. “And what about Jessica?”


    Frank scoffed, his face, once not unattractive, now contorted with disdain. “Jessica? She’s far too insignificant for someone of my stature. Only you are worthy of my attention.”


    His greed and arrogance were nauseating.


    “Stop dreaming, Frank!” I said, my voiceced with contempt. “I’ll never reconcile with you. For someone like you, I can only feel regret for ever being involved with you!”


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    Frank’s self-satisfied grin faltered, reced by a snarl of fury. His face twisted as he roared, “Makenna, don’t be so ungrateful! If you keep this up, don’t me me for getting rough!”


    I sneered, letting my disdain flow freely. “Frank, who do you think you are? Even if you crawled on your knees and tried to help me with my shoes, I’d still think your hands are too filthy to touch them. Avoid me in the future; a vile person like you repulses me.”


    His face reddened, and his fists clenched so tightly that the veins in his hands bulged.


    “Hahaha…” Suddenly, his expression twisted into a cruel smile. “Well, since you want to see just how vile I can be, I’ll grant your wish!”


    Before I could react, he lunged at me, his powerful arms wrapping around me in a vice-like grip, rendering me immobile.


    I screamed in terror, struggling fiercely. “Are you insane? This is a hunting ground. Aren’t you afraid of being discovered by the king and others?”


    But Frank ignored my pleas, his grip tightening as he pressed his body against mine. He took a deep breath, inhaling my scent with a shudder of satisfaction. “You still smell so good.”


    The sensation sent chills down my spine, and I felt an overwhelming wave of revulsion. “Let go of me, you maniac!” I roared, writhing in his hold, desperately trying to free myself.


    But Frank was too strong. His grip was unyielding as he began to strip off my clothes with relentless ferocity. At that moment, I realized his intention was far more sinister—he truly meant to assault me.


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