The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Of course, Mr. Lawrence. Please enjoy yourself—I shan’t impose now.” Bravo grinned as he led his goons away.

Just then, Vicky glanced at the gold card Frank was holding. “So, you’re really taking the gold card? Thinking about sharing a bed tonight, perhaps?” Frank waved her off. “What are you talking about? You know he wouldn’t have left if I didn’t take it.” “Tch.”

Vicky clicked her tongue and pouted. “That reminds me–when did you save Kurt Stinson’s life?” “It’s been a while,” Frank replied quietly. “Ran into him and Bravo at Flora Hall and just helped out a little.” As Vicky nodded thoughtfully, Noel spoke up just then. “Thank you so much for the save, sir. I’m Noel York–may I have the pleasure of your name?” “Frank Lawrence.” Frank rubbed his chin as he studied her just then. “Are you perhaps an actress, Ms. York?” “Oh! Didn’t you just win the best actress award in Draconia?” Vicky exclaimed with a start, recalling a film Noel starred in.

Noel smiled and nodded. “Yes, I did.” Vicky promptly whipped out a pen. “I didn’t know I’d be encountering a star when I left the house today… Here, you can autograph my dress.” Frank stared at Vicky as she chattered excitedly just like a fangirl, her usual sense of superiority gone with the wind.

Noel naturally did not refuse and signed Vicky’s dress.

After that, Frank asked, “Why were those men after you, Ms. York?” “Oh…” Noel sighed. “There are times when one has no say in their own situation.” Taking out two business cards and handing them to Frank and Vicky respectively, she said, I’ll be going now since I have something else to do. If either of you are interested in movies, call my personal number anytime–I can bring you on a stroll around the studios.” “Woah… Thank you!” Vicky exclaimed, getting an idea as she stared at Noel’s business card.

her endorse the Rejuvenation Pill once it hit the

Frank was less than interested

Skywater Bay to rest, but Vicky

purred, “Honestly, this place is so much

have something to

room.” “Don’t go,” Vicky purred, catching him by the wrist. “I saw you ogling Ms. York

her collar button, baring her smooth,

at it for a moment but turned away. “Forget it.” “Hey! Am I that