Book TRK
Chatper 236
Chapter 236
Winter was surprised to see Frank, though her grim expression soon turned to a smile. “We wanted to get a cab and return to our dorm, but that’s a little difficult.”
Frank realized with a start and nodded. “Then can I offer you a ride?”
“Sure!” Winter agreed without hesitation.
In her mind, Frank would never hurt her–just like her brother.
She quickly turned to Jean. “Come on. Let’s go back to the dorms in Frank’s car.”
“Sure,” Jean nodded without hesitation. “Also, isn’t a Maybach way better than a BMW?” NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
Moreover, the man would send them back to the dorms instead of a hotel.
Aria had been staring fixedly at the Maybach ever since Frank showed up, promptly clinging to Winter’s arm with a broad grin. “You can’t leave me now, Winter. Let’s go back together.”
Winter turned to look at Frank and see if he approved, and Frank smiled. “A friend of Winter’s is no issue.”
“Thank you, Mr. Lawrence!” Aria exclaimed excitedly and brazenly rode shotgun.
Jean rolled her eyes but had no choice but to take the backseat with Winter.
“Fuck..” Zeb swore under his breath, his face contorting in rage.
He brought those girls here, and that bastard took them all away!
He was certainly fuming, but had nowhere to vent.
Still, he hurried up to them and said, “I’m coming along too…”
Frank glanced at the seating and said awkwardly, “Oh, I’m really sorry but there’s no space. here…”
Jean was grinning right then. “You have a car, don’t you, Mr. Larkin? You can drive on your own! We’re going now.”
Turning to Frank, she said, “Let’s hurry, Mr. Lawrence. The dorm will be closed if we’re late.” “You have nothing to worry about. I promise we’ll all make it before the gates shut,” Frank said even as he put on his seatbelt.
Behind, Winter thought he could take this time…
Soon, Frank floored the gas pedal and the Maybach zoomed away, leaving Zeb behind to breathe fumes.
“Fuck!!!” he bellowed in sheer rage.
Frank soon brought Winter back to Riverton University.
Even as the three girls hurried inside, Winter kept waving at Frank. “Thank you so much, Frank. You have to attend my birthday celebration next week!”
Frank stood outside the gates, nodding. “Don’t worry. I’ll definitely be there.”
He waited, watching as Winter and the others were out of sight before turning back to his Maybach.
However, Zeb also arrived in his BMW, and he stopped his car right in front of Frank, blocking his path,
Frank frowned. “Is there a problem?”
Zeb alighted, lighting himself a cigarette as he slowly said, “Who are you to Winter?”
“Just friends,” Frank said calmly.
“In that case, stop bothering her,” Zeb growled coolly. “You don’t belong in her world anyway.
“I don’t?” Frank almost laughed out loud. “Then who does? You?”