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…”

way to the ninth floor, stopping

having had enough. She only had a towel wrapped around her as she snapped in annoyance, “Are you done? I

“Where are

Is this how you talk

fuck are you?!”

actually flinched. “M—-My home,

door. I’m right outside,” Fred said

evasive-how would she answer the door when she was not even at

punched the door of Room 908, and the ensuing bang resounded

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

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

still not going to tell the truth?” he growled through his teeth. “I’m right outside Room 908