(Faith's P.O.V.)
Convincing Frank didn't have to be a chore. He agreed as soon as I told him what Drake wanted to happen. I advised him that he didn't have to give in on what Drake is trying to make him do. However, he was more persistent in winning the competition. He said that he will put Drake in his place.
"You're going to help me, right?" he confirmed. I looked at him. He wants me to be the architect who would help him draw the design, but I don't want to be a part of this childish match. "Faith... I have to win this." I looked at him. There's a mountain of blueprints on his desk, and he's been trying to find the best one to use as a candidate for the contest. Majority of them were my designs that he took from my office.
I released a deep sigh. I gave him a tired look. This is enou
