The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

“No way!” Jean exclaimed, turning her cap as she walked up and studied the pendant.

Her family was not rich, but she knew her precious stones–the pendant was obviously no dollar store goods, but Jean was no appraiser who could identify precious stones.

Nonetheless, Blondie appeared dead serious as he snorted. “I’m telling the truth. My family are jewelers–I should know.” Zeb immediately laughed out loud beside him, clutching his belly. “You’re such a joker, Frank! Come on, don’t put on airs just because you can’t afford something

nice! We won’t mock you for it… but you just had to say your dollar store pendant is worth twenty million!” Even Aria frowned at that.

She really thought Frank would bring something impressive, but it was just a dollar store item. Frank simply smiled as he stood nearby.

Talk about ignorant children–those kids were staring directly at a twenty million dollar gem, and they just could not recognize it.

“That’s enough. Cut it out,” Winter snapped just then.

argue, she presumed that the pendant was a dollar store item as

she had only met him a couple of times–there

long as you like it.” Winter soon started to hype up the party, grouping up her friends and getting them to sing. Frank was just there to give her the present. Moreover, as he shared no common ground with the kids, he sat in a corner alone, fiddling with his

Zeb walked up to her with a

Winer. Happy birthday.” Winter picked up a glass of

glass and quickly said, “Come on, Winter. It’s your birthday! A little liquor won’t hurt!” He was eager to get to know Winter better with her birthday, and nothing was more ideal than getting

came and shook her head with a smile. “I’ll pass I’ve never drunk before. You boys enjoy yourself.” She then spotted Frank sitting in a corner and went over to him with her glass, asking

Frank threw up a hand. “I’d rather have juice. I’m driving.” “Okay,” Winter