The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

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.

why Helen did

right up to Frank, she asked, “Where have you been this afternoon?” Frank shrugged. “I have no reason to tell you, do I?” Helen snorted, greatly upset by his attitude. “Fine, keep your secrets. I’m not bothered.” Turning toward Henry, he asked, “What’s so important, Grandpa?” Seeing that everyone was there, Henry chuckled heartily. “I just met an old comrade, and he told me that his granddaughter is working at Flora Hall. I thought it’s the perfect timing to arrange for a job for Frank, and she agreed to it!” “No,” Gina snapped as soon as Henry was

no longer family—why should

could die for all she

then, “I can just arrange a job for Frank at the company. You don’t have to worry.” Still, Gina frowned as she pointed 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

slammed open loudly, and

was there as well, he bellowed, “You bstrd! How dare you show your face

utterly bewildered—what had gotten into

at Peter as he

still hurts even now!” “What?!” Everyone was stunned, with Gina promptly leaping up to snap

not? I saw that myself,” Peter bellowed, his veins

than find out for yourself?” He was certainly disappointed—she

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

asking you a question,” Helen

Frank replied calmly. “I kicked your brother, and I was with a woman at the

if they were divorced, she did not expect him to get on the rebound

an

disappoint me.” “Really? I do?” Frank smiled bitterly.