The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Having made a deal with Frank, Aria left the men’s room, satisfied.

Frank was actually uninterested with overly enthusiastic women like Aria, and not because of her looks, but rather, it was their immodesty and willingness to do anything for money.

There was no way Frank would pay her that much attention–who knew when she would make him a cuck.

After relieving himself, he stepped out to find Aria waiting outside.

As they returned together, they found someone in Frank’s seat.

flamboyantly, trying to chat Winter up. “Hey, are you here alone? Why don’t we

I’m here with my brother.” “Oh, that’s fine. You’re

we’re friends after that. Anyway, my name is Sunny Jameson. What’s yours?” Winter had no intentions of hanging out with him and refused politely. “No, thanks. I’m heading home later.” Sunny was not giving up and kept going. “Come on, girl—” Frank returned before he could finish, clapping him on the shoulder. “That’s my seat, bro.” Sunny frowned and glared at him. “Who are you? This

back, Frank.” Winter sighed in relief

Winter and smiled while holding out a hand. “Oh, hello. I’m a friend.” Frank did not shake his hand, however. “This is the cinema, sir, so please be