The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

“What?!”

Gina cried out, her face flushed with rage as she noticed the red palm print on Cindy’s face.” Who has the balls to hurt my niece?”

“Who else?!” Cindy sobbed. “It’s Frank Lawrence-I was just attending the Turnbulls’ distributors’ bid for the Rejuvenation Pill, but he slapped me just because he didn’t like the way I look. It hurts so much!”

Peter clenched his fists in turn.

He never liked Cindy, but he hated Frank more.

“That bastard is too much!” he bellowed. “He doesn’t respect our family at all!”

“That’s not all,” Cindy quickly added. “He’s been doing well for himself-he was appointed. major shareholder of Grande Corp. So, I asked him about the recipe for the Rejuvenation Pill… but he laughed at me, and told me he’d never give it to me!”

Gina was still caught in rage for a moment, but her mind cleared considerably when she heard about the Rejuvenation Pill recipe.

Pill was

asked, “Wait, why would Frank Lawrence

named him shareholder of Grande

gasped in understanding, just as she realized that her

here, Cindy,” Gina told her with righteous indignation. “I’ll deal with that lowlife right

her, Peter was well aware of his

Cindy told her. “With the recipe, our family can sell our own Rejuvenation Pills, and we’d be swimming in

agreement. “Of course. Frank Lawrence must hand over

promptly drove out to look for Frank and got into

back yet, so mother and son were left pacing around endlessly while

evening that Frank returned and saw

them spotted him and rushed toward him, while Frank leveled a cold

snapped angrily, “You!

you

hit

my niece?!”