The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

-Aria was sweating over her brow even as she stood at a corner.

At White Court Hotel, she had set things up so that Frank believed he had a drunken fumble with her.

She knew there were cameras in the hallways and the elevators, but there were voyeurs too…?!

Did that mean that what she did that night was recorded, and Eron’s daughter wanted to tell Frank about that?

Forget Frank’s fury once he was found out and take back everything he gave her—the life in glamor and riches she envisioned would go up in smoke!

Even as the thought struck her, Aria forced a smile as he turned toward Frank.

“I’m a little tired. I’ll go to my room now.”

“Yeah, sure,” Frank replied, already suspicious after seeing her unusual reaction.

overwhelming self-restraint, not to mention that he checked himself right after and did

if he really passed out drunk, how would he even get it on

first place but came down with too

girl like Aria devious enough to arrange all of that just

running into Jean Zims at Grande Square, and what she

sure that Aria had set

been thinking straight—he would not have afforded her the chance

suspicions, or he could not do anything if Aria got stubborn

evidence of what went down that

a trip to

“It’s late now, but I shall

“Great!” Eron exclaimed contentedly.

little

one thing—Eron was obviously conspiring with Sage Lake Sect against him, but what about