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.

Frank chuckled. “She asked for a

“So you’re still in denial about the gap between you and my daughter. You’d never understand her burden when you don’t even have

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

Bang!

savagely. “Know your place, Mr. Lawrence!

at Gina. “Lane Holdings hadn’t

Gina was left

enough,” a voice spoke from upstairs, stopping Gina before she went

as she strode down stairs toward them. With her devilish figure, fair

she walked up to Frank. “Now, say what you want to

eyes faded as he looked at his

they walked down the aisle three years ago, the Lanes had nothing, but he and Helen had each other’s backs and were sweet on each other. Frank in turn swore he would make

as Lane Holdings grew their business with each passing day, Helen spent more time at the office, leading to their marriage cooling off. Even so, Frank felt both pleased and sympathetic that

understand that you have your grievance, Frank, and I’ve done you wrong in this matter. There’s ten million in here, and you can

sighed. “Even now, you’re still convinced

solved, that just means you

is worth 200 million, and that’s not

and content with pocket change, which

but who is

you,