The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

-The Yaffes‘ banquet took place in two days as scheduled.

Vicky, unaware of Frank’s recent escapades, drove to Frank’s hilltop mansion to bring him over.

As Frank stepped outside, he was surprised to see Yara with Vicky.

Still, it made sense for Yara to be invited too, since she was the Quill family’s heiress.

As Frank got in the car, he asked, “Why bring me along to a party for rich kids?”

“Hey, you’re one of us too,” Vicky giggled, patting Frank on the arm. “And you’re not going to embarrass yourself when I’m gracing you with my presence. Also, we can properly enjoy ourselves since this party is held exclusively for brats–the geezers won’t be showing up, not to mention that we haven’t hung out ever since Grande Pharma was founded.” Frank pursed his lips. “Amazing. You’re treating me with someone’s money!” “Oh, quit fussing with the details. Yara, drive.” They soon arrived at a prestigious clubhouse by the river, and the security guard took a moment to check who they were before letting them through.

The waitresses were all dressed in pretty dirndls, while the waiters wore elegant vests.

gambling equipment, while to the back was

the rich kids were already on their horses, and Vicky was pulling Frank along too. ” Come on, let’s go for a ride–we rarely do it,

was a traveler, he would be happy if he could ride a donkey in

comfortable in contrast to horse–riding–the latter really hurt the butt when one

rich kids were really asking for

share of horses during my time as a farmer. You ladies should go.” “Tch.” Vicky clicked her tongue. “These are Ferghana horses–they’re different.” Frank chuckled. “They can’t really gallop in a small field like this one.

they were gone,

gathering–no one would be talking

picked up a cocktail and sat down in front of a

luck was so poor