The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"That's enough!"

Gina sprang to her feet and yelled at Helen, "Can't you just stop already?! Cindy is your cousin! Are you really so bent on pushing her over the brink?!"

"Me, pushing her?!" Helen laughed miserably. "I'm your daughter, Mom! Forget running to me after you split up with Dad—you even had to burden me with a dead weight like Cindy! And you know all too well how many terrible things she's done—do you think I'm that stupid?”

Then, glaring at Gina, she continued, "Also, I welcomed you with open arms since you and Dad went your separate ways, but I never had a day of peace ever since you came! You complain because you can't live like a trophy wife in Northstream, and blame Grandfather for being strict with you—you even tricked me into divorcing Frank! You made me an enemy of Frank and drove Grandfather to his death!"

"You and Cindy are certainly satisfied, but what about me?! Have you ever treated me like a daughter?! You're just treating me like leverage against Dad!"

Gina was left stumped at Helen's tearful rant, but she also knew she had no excuses.

"I-It's all because..." she stammered. "I-I'm doing this for your own good! You'll eventually get it..." "Hah!" Helen snorted, utterly disappointed in her mother.

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mess, Chaz," he barked. "Or you're

at Wyll's outburst, and he bellowed maniacally, "What are you fuckers spacing

at Frank, barefisted since they could

followed suit, and there were over a dozen men encircling Frank and Helen

Crash!

glass dome overhead shattered as a figure leapt down deftly, crashing

Burt Yorkman, who had long

soon as I heard you were crashing a wedding!" Laughing coolly, he whipped out a sword, glaring at the bodyguards around him as he bellowed, "Come at me if it's

sent