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.

presumed that the pendant was

end, she had only met him a couple of times–there was no reason he would give her something that

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

hovered around Winter, Zeb walked up to her with a jug

up a glass of apple juice instead and

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

to touch a drop of liquor ever since they 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

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