The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

After some thought, Frank took a deep breath and said, “Denying a person income is no different from murder–if you’ve already considered giving them the project, Ms. Turnbull, I have no cause to tell you to do otherwise.” Vicky smiled at Frank as she studied him. “It seems to me that you’re just not keen on pushing them too far. Linger attachment to Ms. Lane, perhaps?” “If that’s what you think of me…” Frank shot her a look. “Can’t say anything to that.

“Have you not considered taking in a new lover now that you’re single, Mr.

Lawrence?” Frank shook his head. “Not interested.” Vicky pursed her lips–his response was somewhat a killjoy.

Still, she did not press the issue.

She certainly could not hurry things since Frank had just divorced Helen a couple of days ago.

“Well, I’m sure you’re more interested in herbal treasures,” she said, nonchalantly opening the box. You can have this panacea cap…” A faint sweet aroma swirled into the air immediately, and Frank was promptly focused as he studied the panacea cap meticulously.

concentration when you were looking at me!” 11

at best. No chance it’s a centennial.” For panacea caps, its medical efficacy

was all

it is more or less useful. Why

not have any moment right now. “Also, I’m going if there’s nothing else…” “Actually, if

illustrious gentleman. I’ll have someone deliver the panacea cap to your penthouse later.” “Thank

fishwife now that Vicky was gone. did you tell

that have to do with me?” Helen stopped Gina just then. “I believe you, Frank. And I know that you’re upset with me, but I’d rather