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.”

Helen growled through gritted

me." Chaz grinned brazenly. "It hurts to let young Wilbur have my wife, but there's

would never tell Helen that he would be showing the video

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

despaired further as he unwittingly turned to find a fat boy sitting in the middle of a tight but fawning escort

round as a ball, with hives growing around his exceedingly grotesque

tongue out at Helen, his

spend her first night with him?! "Go on, say 'l do." Chaz grinned, closing his

again to find Helen standing still with a conflicted look on her face, showing no

Lane...?"

clenched her knuckles as a look of humiliation showed

just then. "Do it. You're not going to save Frank if you get cold feet now —surely you don't