The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Everyone promptly ran to the doorway, but Frank was nowhere to be seen.

Only Tidus was there, clutching his arm and wobbling as he hurried back.

“Tidus? Where’s Frank?” Kenny promptly asked.

“No. That pompous bastard said my father’s thorax was maimed during his youth and was already nearing death,” Tidus growled through his teeth. “He demanded that my father go to him personally -I was going to argue, but he dislocated my shoulder!” “What?!” Kenny exclaimed furiously. “He’s so full of himself! I’ll bring him here myself!” “Hold it!” Dan suddenly barked and ran right up to Tidus. “What did you say?

How does he know about your father’s injury during his youth?!” Tidus did a double take. “No, he’s just spewing crap. My father never mentioned anything like that…‘ Dan sighed lengthily. “Actually, it did happen, but he had supposedly made a full recovery. Also, only he and I are aware… Not even Vicky Turnbull would have known!” Everyone traded glances at that.

Frowning, Norman suggested, “Does that mean that the kid is really as good as he claims?” “It seems like we need to go with him this time,” Dan decided right then and barked orders for everyone to bring Gerald along to Verdant Hotel to see Frank.

Meanwhile, Sean and Helen

a sigh of relief as she stared

can call Peter and your mother over to celebrate and take a breather.” Helen nodded. “Yeah. It’s finally over.‘ She had indeed been working too

drove over to Verdant Hotel, Gina and Peter were already there, having

the instant Gina saw Sean, she promptly

you give me too much credit,” Sean said with feigned humility, his eyes fixed on Helen. “Helen’s my friend. It’s what I should do.” “Such is loyalty,” Peter said, holding up a glass with one hand since the other was bandaged. “Here’s to your good health, Mr. Wesley.” Sean

the front entrance of Verdant Hotel opened wide