The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As Frank hung up, he finally arrived outside Lane Manor.

A doorman promptly stopped him, snapping sternly, “I’m sorry, Mr. Lawrence, but Mr. Graves gave express instructions not to let you drive inside.”

Aria wound down her window and snapped at the doorman, “Hey! This is plain disrespect! You have no right!”

Frank stopped her. “Forget it. I’m not planning to stay anyway.”

He simply parked by the curb and headed inside Lane Manor with Aria.

He immediately found Chaz and Donald having a particularly happy chat, and Donald’s eyes went red the instant he saw Frank.

Enemies really cannot stay in the same room. Although Donald was not about to start a fight just then, he flashed a sarcastic, savage smile at Frank. “Cherish your last days, Mr. Lawrence.”

“When’s your son’s funeral? Do send an invite to Skywater Bay—I’ll definitely be there.”

jibe lying down, and his single remark certainly struck Donald where it

but eventually snorted as he turned and stormed off, his eyes flashing viciously. “Let’s see how much longer you’re going

him as he lectured haughtily, “Watch yourself, Frank. You’re in my house—you wouldn’t

up,” Frank shot back, unbothered, as he

contempt left Chaz gritting his tooth too, though he was soon chuckling. “Go on, keep puffing yourself up. The Lionhearts already know that you’re seducing

inside to

manor was silent as soon as he entered, and anyone could

and Cindy especially could

lips. “What do you think you’re looking at? Frank came to mourn Mr. Lane, not

Gina’s turned