The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

“Sign this to finalize your divorce if you have no further questions,” the woman in a flowery dress said as she pushed a sheet of paper toward Frank Lawrence.

They were seated at Lane Manor, and Frank’s sharp brows furrowed as he stared at the divorce agreement before turning to the woman who was his mother in law, Gina Zonda. “What’s this?”

Gina folded her arms across her chest and said flatly, “Lane Holdings has just gone public—that means the gap between you and Helen are growing ever further apart. Since you’re no help to her in her career, all you would do is tie her down, and it’s therefore ideal for you to divorce her sooner.”

Frank smiled bitterly. “Is this what Helen thinks, or is that what you think?”

Gina glowered. “This is what every member of my family thinks. Henry may have arranged this marriage between you and Helen, but we’ve been kind to you as you freeloaded from us over the last three years. Sign this if you know what’s good for you.”

Frank inhaled deeply.

For three years, he utilized every connection and resources he had, helping Lane Holdings develop from a small business to a public company.

And yet, the Lanes only considered him a freeloading husband… how ironic!

Nonetheless, he said, “I can agree to the divorce, but let me see Helen first.”

“My daughter doesn’t have time for you,” Gina snapped coolly.

a divorce but has no time

snorted. “So you’re still in denial about the gap between you and my daughter.

Frank nodded in agreement. “But I won’t sign this if I don’t see

Bang!

“Know your place, Mr. Lawrence! I’m here talking to you to spare your

eyes at Gina. “Lane Holdings hadn’t grown all that

Gina was left

stopping Gina before

as she strode down stairs toward them. With her devilish figure, fair skin, and ravishing beauty, she was

me?” she said as she walked up to Frank. “Now, say what

looked at

had nothing, but he and Helen had each other’s backs and were sweet on each other. Frank in turn swore he

their marriage cooling off.

avoided the question and slid a debit card toward Frank. “I understand that you have your grievance, Frank, and

sighed. “Even now, you’re

it’s not solved, that just

“Lane Holdings is

for too long, Frank—you’re shallow and content with pocket change, which is why this manor will be where it

but who is insightful,

“Is it you, or perhaps it’s Sean