The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Chapter 11

-Frank slid his hands in his pockets as he calmly got into the car.

Vicky, however, would keep sliding peeks at him from the driver seat.

“Mr. Lawrence, may I ask who Peter Lane is?” she eventually asked.

“My ex brother-in-law.” Frank admitted.

“Oh, I see,” Vicky exclaimed in understanding. “Helen Lane.” Frank nodded while she smiled. “I guess things have gotten unpleasant between you two! Would you like me to help a little?” Frank glanced at her.

If Vicky really did help, she could certainly make the Lanes disappear from Riverton without a trace.

However, he had no intention of going that far despite despising that family, and he more or less had to show some respect to Henry as long as he was alive.

“Thanks for your offer, but I can handle it myself,” he replied.

remember that you can come to me anytime you’re having trouble.” – Helen arrived at the front doors of Verdant Hotel, her blue gown drawing

dress—her daughter would always have everyone’s

he’s up to—I’ll call him.” However, Peter never picked up, leaving her perplexed. “He’s not answering.” Gina huffed in disappointment. “That brat always drops the ball when it matters.” “Whatever, it’s fine,” Helen said solemnly. “The only thing that matters is to reach a partnership with the Turnbulls.” “Oh you’re early, Helen!” Sean exclaimed as he hurried

here too,” Helen replied

“Gosh! Your suit must be worth millions, Mr. Wesley.” “Oh, not really… Just a few dozen grand straight from the tailor.” Gina then quickly pulled Helen over so that she stood beside Sean. “Tut, tut… You two are really a match when you stand together!” Helen rolled her eyes at her mother. “Stop it, Mom.” “Just saying it as

smiled in understanding. “Let’s go in, Helen.” Helen nodded when she suddenly saw

“Frank?” she murmured.

was indeed Frank. “What?! What is that good-for-nothing doing here?” Frank happened to be waiting for Vicky at the entrance and frowned

“Ms. Turnbull invited me.” “Haha!” Gina guffawed. “Do you ever look in the mirror, Frank? Why would the heiress of the Turnbulls invite a good-for-nothing like you?” Sean snorted as well. “Helen, your ex-husband is a real joker.” Helen was left scowling and wondering when Frank got the habit

to cause a mess especially when her mother would

Frank. You should go,” she told

course. Can’t you see the occasion?” Gina scoffed, smacking Frank’s suit just then. “Don’t think you deserve to be here just because you dressed up nicely. Trash like you will always be trash.” “Oh, Mr. Lawrence.” A cool voice

incomparable, be it her rosy cheeks, her almond

to Frank, wrapping her arms around

that Frank had another woman,

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