The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

After a while, Lydia returned with two contracts.

Frank quickly signed them and had his card swiped for payment.

Once the paperwork was done, Lydia handed them the car keys while asking, “Are you going to drive the car, or shall we deliver them to your residence?” “I’ll drive.” “Okay. Shall we get the cars now, Mr. Lawrence?”

Frank nodded and had Janet come along as Lydia led them to the warehouse.

As they arrived, an E–class Mercedes stopped beside them, with Mr. Lambert and Marian alighting.

Frank glanced at them, and saw that Marian’s clothes were a mess even as she wrapped her hands around Mr. Lambert’s arm.

expectations. I think I’ll check out the others…” Marian was left staring at him. “The others? Well, if you don’t like Mercedes, we have. Maybachs

busy. I’ll come talk to you some other day.” And

you do this to me…” Marian was left seething–the man had his

her, plain and

promptly took it out on him. “What are you looking at? Haven’t you seen a pretty face before?” Frank snorted and

“Don’t get tricked, girlie. You’d be taken for a ride.” “Get tricked?” Lydia simply smiled. “But Mr. Lawrence has already paid for the cars.” She certainly had nothing to worry about when she

expecting that

“Thank you for passing them to me, or I’d never have made any sales.” Marian

to the other Maybach, they drove out