The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Vicky blinked as she watched Frank drive into the parking lot without a care.

“What, are you really giving up on Helen?”

Frank stayed silent as he stopped the car and alighted, making a beeline for The Dynasty.

Vicky stood in his way right then and smiled. “Still nursing a stubborn streak?

Look—I consider Helen my rival, but winning like this is boring. Get back in the car already. Also, I’m interested in what the Graves family is cooking.”

“Go if you want to.” Frank started to stride past her.

Vicky caught him by the wrist. “Running away solves nothing. Come with me— also, you’re my bodyguard, and you’ll have to explain yourself if I get hurt.”

Her pretty, mischievous smile left Frank nodding in exasperation—he really could not win against her.

drove and soon caught up to Chaz’s BMW by the junction, waiting for

think

you have to ask?” Frank chuckled despite his frustration and pointed at White Court Hotel just

you’re right.” Vicky snorted in surprise as she watched the BMW turn and drive into the hotel parking

chest—he had long since figured out how Chaz’s thought

almost had his way with Helen at Riverplex Dojo, and he was not

are we doing here?” Frank

both

and into the hotel entrance, her arms restrained by the two bodyguards and looking clearly drunk

wheel, smiling smugly. “I knew

see how this is my business. I told you I’ve burnt all bridges

“Sure, you did. But you’re not just going to watch your ex-wife being defiled by that bastard,

just as he was about to move, Vicky’s expression suddenly turned somber and she pressed a hand on

“What now?”