The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Janet would never dare to forget the task Frank asked of her yesterday.

Arriving at the gates, she told a servant that she was from Flora Hall and was led to the drawing room without delay.

“Please wait here for a moment, Ms. Zimmer,” the servant said politely. “I’ll inform Mr. Lane right away.” “Yes, thank you.” Janet nodded repeatedly.

Soon, Henry came downstairs with his walking stick and Gina and Peter in tow.

“Slow down,” Gina said, her attitude and tone more tolerant toward Henry.

She was spirited and in a good mood after the date with Greg, though she would have rather stayed in bed. However, she did not dare to drag her feet when she heard that Dan Zimmer’s granddaughter had come, even waking Peter before going downstairs with Henry.

Janet promptly rose to her feet when she saw them. “Hello, Mr. Lane. I’m Janet Zimmer from Flora Hall.” “Oh, Janet. Please sit–make yourself at home,” Henry smiled.

is Gina, my daughter–in–law, and Peter, my grandson.” Janet smiled in greeting, thinking that Gina was probably Frank’s former mother -in–law. “Hello, Mrs. Lane, Peter.” On the other hand,

in a ponytail, and she wore a white shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and a white pair of

on, but her

beauty, there was a purity to her that the ladies in red–light districts could never

promptly waved at her. “Hello… Janet.” Gina smiled and took Janet’s hands just then. “Ms. Zimmer, what brings you here?” Janet smiled. “My grandfather heard that Helen was hurt in the face, so he

ointment Frank refined, having packaged it with a Flora Hall label to convince them that it was

made this?” Henry exclaimed in

Dan’s, but they had an