The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank smiled as he tried to be as friendly as possible. “Just call me Frank. You don’t have to be so formal with me.” However, the more friendly he was, the more wary Fred became. He was also further convinced that Frank was up to something.

Fred’s phone rang just then, and he quickly answered it when he saw the number.

Frank had no idea who it was but could not help frowning as he could hear the man on the other end snapping, “What the fuck have you been doing, Mr.

Lawrence?! Are you going to fulfill your quota for this month or not?!” Opposite Frank, Fred apologized profusely and humbly. “Of course, boss! I’ll definitely get it done…” “If you don’t meet the quota, you can pick up your things and leave!” Fred kept apologizing until he hung up, and breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Still, he was soon left feeling awkward as he noticed Frank staring fixedly at him. “Haha… Sorry for that mess.” Frank did not tease him for it at all. “I guess estates aren’t selling well in this economy?” “Yeah.” Fred nodded in agreement.

“Actually, I know a couple friends who can arrange for easier work for you.” Frank smiled. ” You won’t have to run everywhere every day, at least.” Fred was left staring at him in bemusement. “Mr. Lawrence, why are you being so nice to me… Or should I say, my family? What is it you want?” He certainly wanted to know what motivated Frank.

want nothing. I’m being nice because… you look like a man with a destiny.” Fred pursed his lips–that was too ridiculous an

deciding not to

think I’ll pass,”

help.” After they finished dinner and

his head. “I’m fine–I brought my

to drive him home to peek at Winter, and

again, Frank

was cursing out loud. “Who the fuck parked their scooter here?!” 2/2 Fred turned to see that a

the problem, sir?” “Is that yours?” The boor pointed at