The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Zeb chuckled. “That’s only natural. If anything, the surprise is how thoroughly the Turnbulls* Rejuvenation Pill outsold the Salazars’ Beauty Pill. We’re definitely getting those distributor rights.” Naturally, it would be even better if they could get the recipe.

Cindy nodded repeatedly in agreement. “Yes. Though you shouldn’t forget my cut when you win, Mr. Larkin.”

In reality, they had just met and hooked up over the last two days, with Zeb beguiling Cindy with his charm and wit easily.

She even took a ten million dollar loan for him thanks to that!

Putting his arm around Cindy’s waist, Zeb grinned. “That’s for sure. You’re a much better businesswoman than your cousin.”

Cindy was certainly over the moon from his flattery. “Hmph. Helen would never measure up to me if my family had an actual business.”

Zeb smiled—she really considered herself a big shot now…

“Alright, let’s go inside.

hall and saw bigwigs dressed in dapper suits

strong, independent woman, her place was

she looked around, she promptly spotted a figure that left her disgust flaring. “Frank Lawrence! What are you doing here?!” she snapped, not expecting to see him on a prestigious occasion such as

He had no right!

frowned when he heard the familiar voice and

Frank snorted in

like you?” Cindy folded her arms in disdain. “Why don’t you take a good

is selling like hotcakes, and only the most important bigwigs can be distributors. Some gigolo like you can’t even hope to make a bid.” Frank glanced at both of them in turn and sneered. “Oh, but you’re wrong about that. I’m not here to make a

in response. “Shut up-stop trying to jinx us, and get out