The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Chapter 8

Frank took a taxi to Laneville in the evening and was surprised to find Gina waiting for a while at the door.

Seeing him arrive, she promptly strode up to him and warned, “I take it you know what to say and what not to when you see the old man later.” Frank chuckled. “You really should chase me away instead if you’re that worried.” “What?!” Gina glared at him, shocked that he would speak in that tone with her.

Nonetheless, Frank ignored her and strode inside.

After all, he had no reason to play nice with the rest of the Lane family now that he and Helen were divorced!

As soon as he entered, he found Henry standing there with an apron, having cooked up a storm.

“What’s the occasion, sir? That’s a lot of food,” he said.

Henry was smiling when he saw Frank and walked up to grasp his hand. “Oh, you’re here, Frankie—you’ll find out soon enough.” As the pair sat down and made pleasant small talk, Gina stared fixedly at Frank, fearful that he would say what he should not.

Helen arrived soon enough and saw Frank as she had expected.

Henry was the one who arranged her marriage with Frank, so he naturally valued it greatly.

was precisely why Helen did not

“What’s so important, Grandpa?” Seeing that everyone was there,

was no longer family—why should they get him

good-for-nothing could die for

out, “Peter doesn’t have a job either. You should worry about him more.” “Hah! I would if he doesn’t goof off every other day.” Henry snorted. “All he does is embarrass me… And where is he

loudly, and they all saw Peter storming in

show your face here?! I’ll kill you!” Peter picked up a chair,

left utterly bewildered—what had gotten

Henry bellowed at Peter as he promptly

dare you try to hit your brother-in-law?! Show some respect!” “Brother-in-law?! Him?!” Peter snapped in disdain. “I saw him at Verdant Hotel, about to check in with some whore. I tried to stop him and he kicked me! My stomach still hurts even now!” “What?!” Everyone was stunned, with Gina promptly leaping up to snap at Frank,

saw that myself,” Peter bellowed, his veins

to level a cool glare at Frank. “Is that true?” Frank simply smiled. “So you’d rather believe him than find out for yourself?” He was certainly disappointed—she could deny his loyalty to her over the last three

would not have felt that hurt if she had gone to the hotel to ask who that woman was or at least doubted

asking you a

at the

did not expect

must have had an affair for a while

“Really? I do?” Frank smiled bitterly. “Then what about you and Sean

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