The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Peter, Gina, and Helen were actually curious about who Sean had just spotted.

They looked as he headed over to the large group of people at the entrance, groveling like a humble slave.

Gina paled. “W–Who on earth are those people?” Even Sean himself had to fawn over them!

Helen soon narrowed her eyes.

She did not recognize the rest save one–Norman Schmidt.

“One of them is the chief of Riverton’s commerce guild,” she said. “I don’t know the rest.” Peter looked utterly envious–when could he mingle with the bigwigs like Sean did?

special man, mingling with the likes of such bigwigs. See how far his influence extends? You have to win him over soon!” Helen was speechless. “Stop prying, Mom.” “Why? You’re already divorced.” “Enough. Let’s finish up here–I have to go back

owner of Flora Hall. It seems that Gerald Simmons is suffering from a terrible affliction and has come to consult a miracle healer.” “Gosh,” Gina gasped in shock. “You actually know all of them, Mr. Wesley?” Sean scratched his head awkwardly–he knew none of them aside

himself, but Tidus was too busy with his

still smiling. “We’re just ordinary friends.” “That’s still impressive,” Peter said. “We don’t even know any of

help? Then who are they consulting?” Sean shook his head. “I don’t know. But it seems that Dan Zimmer was helpless too.” Helen’s eyes widened.

and the others arrived outside the

in,” Frank said from