The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

-Frank, however, did not even flinch.

Now that he suspected Aria of duplicity, he was not about to give her another chance.

“I’m busy,” he said, throwing a jacket over her as he pushed her outside and locked the door after. “I’ll have to take a rain check.”

“Hey!”

Aria was left stamping her bare feet outside in annoyance.

Winter just happened to see that just as she left her room, and she appeared pensive. –

Early next morning and after a good night’s sleep, Frank took Aria and went straight to White Hall in Soutsthtream.

Aria was obviously resistant to the idea and kept cajoling him. “Frank, why don’t you go there yourself? I’m busy too…”

worry, I won’t

Frank replied flatly.

and her expression grew darker along the journey to

just a two-hour drive, and as they arrived at White Hall, Aria snapped at Frank,

just

I’m a girl—why would I lie

her hysterics were

know I’m here to investigate what happened that night? I never breathed a word, and you’d never think that unless

her charm. “Let’s just go back, alright? I’ll listen to anything you say. I love you so so

clear that this was not up for discussion as he turned

Lawrence! Do come in!” Gorde, the butler, greeted him with a professional smile, having

“Ms. White really missed you ever since

chest puffed and his chin reared, pretending not to

her head even as