The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Eventually, the priest spoke up. "Helen Lane, do you take this man as your beloved husband?"

Chaz was grinning ear-to-ear as he and Helen turned toward each other.

Then, making sure everyone else was out of earshot, he whispered under his breath, "Don't worry, Helen. I've discussed the favor you asked for with Titus Lionheart, and he said yes.”

"Really?" Helen did a double take but soon appeared troubled.

Her reaction left Chaz's gaze flashing coolly as he smiled. "But he had one condition.”

"What is it?" Helen's heart skipped a beat, feeling a foreboding sensation.

Chaz's grin broadened. "His brother Wilbur will be the one having your first night.”

"What?!" Helen gaped in shock and disbelief. "Chaz Graves, you're a—"

"What, is that a no?" Chaz shook his head, chuckling. "Don’t worry. I'll only record a video and use it appropriately—rest assured, my lips are sealed.”

growled

flatter me." Chaz grinned brazenly. "It hurts to let young Wilbur have my wife, but there's no helping it. I'm making sacrifices for the

showing

would make Frank watch Helen suffer that humiliation just to break Frank in every way he could. On the other hand, the audience suspected nothing, believing that Helen

fat boy sitting in the middle of a tight but fawning escort

even twenty, but he was as round as a ball, with hives growing around his exceedingly grotesque

his tongue out at Helen, his eyes narrowing

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with a conflicted look on her face, showing no intention of speaking

Lane...?" the priest

a look of humiliation showed

it. You're not going to save Frank if you get cold feet now —surely you don't want Titus to carve him