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.”

would naturally not take his jibe lying down, and his single remark certainly struck Donald

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

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

Frank shot back, unbothered, as he pulled

gritting his tooth too, though he was soon chuckling. “Go on, keep puffing yourself up. The Lionhearts already know that you’re seducing Vicky Turnbull, and they will send a Skyrank elite next

stung as he strode inside to find Helen in front of Henry’s casket, but he did

soon as he entered, and anyone could feel the

especially could kill him

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

face?!” Gina’s