CHAPTER 158 I Told You to Take It Easy

　　Frankie scoffed, still gripping Bethany's chin.

　　"A girl?" he repeated mockingly.

　　Bethany, seizing the brief distraction, tried to shrink further into the corner.

　　Frankie clicked his tongue. "Come on, I'd recognize that face anywhere. So what, did they give you a new one while you were under the knife?"

　　Laughter erupted around us.

　　My stomach dropped.

　　Did they… know her?

　　Did Bethany have some sort of history with these men?

　　Frankie crossed his arms and smirked. "Tell me, sweetheart—are you gonna lie and say you're still pure? Because if you do, I might just laugh for three straight days."

　　Bethany bit her lip, her head bowed.

　　Her entire body trembled.

　　Frankie tilted his head. "Don't remember? No worries—I can help you refresh your memory."

　　He pulled out his phone and tapped on the screen.

　　The mustached man suddenly looked uneasy. He tugged at Frankie's sleeve. "Frankie, are you sure? If Max finds out—"