The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank suddenly swung his hand, and Vera and the goons promptly fled in fear.

Noel sighed and walked up to him. “Thank you so much, Mr. Lawrence.” He then gave her a number. “Call me right away if this lot comes to harass you again.” Noel nodded repeatedly and carefully stored his number.

With everything out of the way, Frank bade her goodbye.

Most of the audience had left the concert hall, and the place appeared bleak even though it was so lively just a moment ago.

Winter and the others were by the road, waiting for any cab passing by.

Jean was still staring at the autographed photo from Noel and exclaimed excitedly, “Heavens, Winter… I didn’t know you knew someone so amazing.

Why didn’t you tell us?” Winter scratched her head awkwardly. After all, she did not know Frank before!

Jean kept rambling on. “Oh, you have to bring him along if there’s another concert…” “It’s just an autograph, isn’t it?” Zeb suddenly said, even though he had not done anything.” Anyone with a little influence could’ve gotten it.” Jean clicked her tongue and pursed her lips. “Why didn’t you ask for it, then?” “I–I didn’t think you would want it,” Zeb stammered. “And Winter never told me I’d have asked Helen York otherwise.” Jean rolled his eyes, dead certain that Zeb was just being a sore loser.

then. “Winter, it’s too late to get a cab. Why don’t we go to a hotel and stay the night?” Winter promptly shook her head. “No.” “It’s going to be midnight soon,” Zeb said, glancing at his watch. “The dorms

he do to us?” I heard you recently Turning to Zeb with a coquettish gaze, she said, “We will go

mind, Winter was fortunate that Zeb was interested–she certainly would like

were

and it’s not that expensive anyway.”

get you three a room, Winter. There’s nothing

checked her phone–it certainly was difficult

“Come on, Winter. Mr.

say yes, a Maybach came bounding down the road and screeched to

was astounded that a luxury car of such class would show up there in the

and alighted. “What

Winter was surprised to see Frank, though her grim expression soon turned to a smile. “We wanted to get a cab and return to our dorm, but

her mind, Frank would never hurt her–just like her

the dorms in Frank’s car.” “Sure,” Jean nodded without hesitation. “Also, isn’t a Maybach way better than a BMW?” Moreover, the man would send them back to the dorms instead of

showed up, promptly clinging to Winter’s arm with a broad grin. “You can’t leave me now, Winter. Let’s go back together.” Winter turned to look at Frank and see

no choice but to take the backseat