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.

Winter up. “Hey, are you here alone? Why don’t we add each other on WhatsApp?” Winter did not even know when he came and promptly waved him off

with my brother.” “Oh, that’s fine. You’re here to hang

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 theater isn’t full–can’t you get

Winter sighed in

a hand. “Oh, hello. I’m a friend.” Frank did not shake his hand, however. “This is the cinema, sir, so please