The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

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 that’s a little difficult.” Frank realized with a start and nodded. “Then can I offer you a ride?” “Sure!” Winter agreed without hesitation.

In her mind, Frank would never hurt her–just like her brother.

She quickly turned to Jean. “Come on. Let’s go back to 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 a hotel.

Aria had been staring fixedly at the Maybach ever since Frank 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 if he approved, and Frank smiled. “A friend of Winter’s is no issue.” “Thank you, Mr. Lawrence!” Aria exclaimed excitedly and brazenly rode shotgun.

no choice but to take the backseat with

under his breath, his face

here, and that bastard

was certainly fuming, but had nowhere to

Jean was grinning right then. “You have a car, don’t you, Mr. Larkin? You can drive on your own! We’re going now.” Turning to Frank, she said, “Let’s hurry, Mr. Lawrence. The dorm will be closed if we’re late.” “You have nothing to worry about. I promise we’ll all make it before the gates shut,” Frank said

he could take this time… Soon, Frank floored the gas pedal and the Maybach zoomed away, leaving

he bellowed in sheer