Spoil Me More, Dear Huaband

Tess Baker subconsciously looks over at Frank Duke, guessing that he knows about all this, but when she looks over at him, she realizes that he’s looking right in the direction where the doctor and the orderly pulled Snowy Cole away.

That means he must have seen them, and more than once.

But even so, the corners of his mouth were still in a lazy, reckless curve.

“Sorry for hurting Grandma Master Carter.” Frank Duke held out a hand toward Tess Baker on the floor, a smile tinting the bottom of his brimming eyes, “I apologize for Snowy.”

At this moment, Tess Baker was suddenly chilled all over.

She didn’t want to take his hand, but she didn’t dare, so she finally put her hand in his and stood up.

“Don’t worry Grandma Master Carter, as long as you cooperate with me properly, I will never hurt you.” Frank Duke had a smirk coloring his face the entire time.

Tess Baker’s throat tightened and her voice was so soft it was barely audible, “How do you want me to cooperate?”

She rubbed her hand against her shirt, only to feel the skin that touched his hand feel like it had been licked by a viper’s snout.

“Just do what I tell you to do, it’s easy.” Frank Duke looked like he was talking to an old friend.

Tess Baker pursed her lips and nodded.

There was nothing she could do but say yes.

At that moment, Lucy Kid came over with a constantly vibrating cell phone and said cautiously, “Mr. Duke, Master Carter called you.”

“So soon?” Frank Duke took the phone and looked at Tess Baker with a wry smile.

Tess Baker’s heart stuttered, her eyelids fluttered rapidly, and unease instantly filled her mind. What was Frank Duke trying to use her to blackmail Bowen Carter for?

Not knowing what was said on Bowen Carter’s end, Frank Duke laughed and gave the address, “You come alone, no police, no bodyguards, or I can’t guarantee where Grandma Master Carter’s head is.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone and turned to Tess Baker, saying like an old friend, “I’ve had the kitchen prepare quite a few of your favorites, let’s have dinner together.”

“Thanks, but I had breakfast and I’m not hungry.” Tess Baker was so messed up inside and jealous of Frank Duke that she really didn’t want to eat at the same table with him.

“Heh!” Frank Duke laughed softly as his eyes fell on Tess Baker, “But I haven’t had breakfast and I’m hungry, so what can I do?”

He was staring at Tess Baker like she was going to treat her like food, and she was so turned off by the stare that she ended up going with him to the restaurant.

The table was indeed full of Tess Baker’s favorite foods, but it was for this reason that the uneasiness in her heart grew stronger–the

Frank Duke is a man with too much of a mind, he knows almost everything about her and can guess what she’s thinking, but she knows nothing about him.

“Grandma Master Carter don’t worry about eating them, they’re not poisonous.” Frank Duke said with a slight raise of his eyebrows.

Tess Baker frowned for a moment before picking up her chopsticks and taking a bite of the shiitake mushrooms, then putting them down to stop eating. She didn’t really have the heart to eat when she didn’t know what the hell he was going to do until now.

Frank Duke gave her a smirking look without further persuasion.

About half an hour right, a harsh sound of brakes sounded outside.

“So soon,” Frank Duke put down his chopsticks and leaned back lazily in his chair, “Master Carter cares a lot about Grandma Master Carter.”

As the words fell, Bowen Carter had walked in behind a bodyguard.

His always straight suit looked wrinkled, his hair was a little disheveled by the wind, and there was a layer of sweat on his forehead, an anxious look on his handsome face.

He swept his eyes over Tess Baker’s high swollen cheek and his gaze clouded.

“I’m sorry for not taking care of Grandma Master Carter.” Frank Duke said apologizing, but there was no apology in his eyes.

Bowen Carter ignored him and instead took a few steps over to Tess Baker and gently stroked her cheek painfully, “Who hit you? Does it hurt?”

“What brings you here?” Tess Baker dodged his touch.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

She wanted to escape from the cage Bowen Carter had compiled with the help of Frank Duke, only to be embarrassed by the fact that she was now relying on Bowen Carter to help her out of Frank Duke’s vice-like grip.

Bowen Carter took her hand, “I’ll take you.”

With that, he pulled her outside.

“Heh!” A delightful chuckle escaped Frank Duke’s throat as he pulled out a paper towel and wiped an otherwise non-existent stain from the corner of his mouth, “Master Carter is treating my place like a come-and-go food market?”

He clapped his hands a few times, and a dozen black-clad bodyguards ran out from somewhere, split into three rows, and blocked the entrance to the restaurant.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Tess Baker’s heart was pounding, uneasy, and embarrassed. She was so out of her mind to think Frank Duke would help her unconditionally!

She glanced at the entrance to the restaurant; the bouncers were all about six-foot-eight and strong, and there was no way she and Bowen Carter could break in alone!

“Don’t be afraid, I’m here.” Bowen Carter reassured her softly, tugging her into his arms to protect her and looking coldly at Frank Duke, “Have you thought about the consequences of doing this?”

“Of course.” Frank Duke smiled a wide, seductive bush smile, “The pros outweigh the cons.”

Bowen Carter’s face sank, and he swept his eyes over the bouncers at the entrance to the restaurant, his gaze sharp as a knife.

The bodyguards were able to manage to keep their faces expressionless at first, but at this moment, when they were given such a look by him, there were a few slightly less courageous ones who dropped their eyelids in an extremely unnatural manner.

But Frank Duke acted as if nothing was wrong, “No need to look, there’s no way Master Carter is going to break out with Grandma Master Carter. Even if you can beat these dozen or so, there are dozens more out there, are you sure you can beat them?”

The curve of his mouth grew even larger, his peach blossom eyes a ripple of light, “And if there’s a real fight, Master Carter’s grandmother’s safety,” he paused and spoke extremely slowly, “I can’t guarantee it.”

He holds a knife and fork, elegantly slicing an omelette, but it’s like the devil sitting in the sunlight, slowly slicing open a person’s arteries with a knife.

“What do you want?” Bowen Carter had never been the only one to threaten anyone, and this was the first time he’d ever been threatened.

His handsome face was taut, anger pounding at the back of his mind, but he had to ask Frank Duke calmly about the terms.

Frank Duke put a small piece of fried egg in his mouth and smiled at him, chewing slowly.

“Don’t you mind me, just go.” Tess Baker didn’t know what Frank Duke was up to, but he had spent most of the year laying it out, surely it wasn’t just for fun, and she didn’t want Bowen Carter to be subjected to Frank Duke because of her.

Frank Duke put down his knife and fork and drew out a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, “If Master Carter backs out, you can leave now and I’ll never stop you.”

“You go, I’m not going back with you!” Tess Baker said with a grimace as she pushed Bowen Carter away.

Bowen Carter ignored her, just smoothed the creases in his suit and said coldly, “Go ahead, what are your terms?”

“Master Carter really wants to be good and not go?” Frank Duke laughed.

Bowen Carter had more than a little displeasure in his voice, “Conditions!”

“Beauty in the bosom, heroes in the grave, Master Carter is no exception.” Frank Duke’s legs were folded together, his delicate eyebrows were languid.

“Bowen Carter!” said Tess Baker, her brow furrowed, almost yelling, “I told you to leave, can’t you understand human language?!”

Bowen Carter didn’t say anything, just walked over to her and gently caressed the cuts on her face, his eyes full of heartache.

Tess Baker suddenly lost her yelling and a pang of annoyance went through her… she told him to go, why didn’t he? Frank Duke didn’t know what to do with him yet!