The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank was not surprised to see Fred arriving at Hilton Hotel in just ten minutes on his electric scooter.

His eyes were scarlet, and his very presence murderous.

Frank had been hinting at his girlfriend’s duplicity before, and he turned against Frank for that! Naturally, today’s anonymous tip drove him over the brink!

His girlfriend and his boss were entering a hotel in broad daylight, and the tip even included a picture of the room number in high definition!

How could Fred not get upset with this?!

He strode in the hotel, intent on going straight to Room 908.

Seeing his furious stride, the front desk receptionist stopped him. “Sir, are you here for a stay? “Buzz off!” Fred pushed her away and dashed up the stairs, not bothered to wait for the elevator. He was seeing red and almost losing his mind-not even the gods could stop him today, and he would catch Marian in the act!

The receptionist turned pale and promptly barked into her walkie-talkie, “Security, security! We may have a situation here…”

to the ninth floor, stopping outside

called Marian… only for her to hang up immediately. Fred persisted with call after call, and Marian finally answered, after having had enough. She only had a towel wrapped around her as she snapped in annoyance, “Are you done? I hung up because I’m showering, but

are

how you talk

the fuck are

actually flinched. “M—-My home, of

I’m right outside,” Fred

evasive-how would she answer the door when she was not even at home? “Just go back to work now,” she added impatiently. “I’ll come

punched the door of Room 908,

stammered, “Oof… Sorry, I just knocked myself on the door. It

sure Marian was inside Room 908 at that point while realizing that she would still lie

to tell the truth?” he growled through his teeth. “I’m right