The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Yes, Mr. Lawrence." Trevor agreed to it right away without asking any questions.

Frank then returned to his Maybach to find it congested, with the ladies arguing endlessly on who got to ride shotgun.

Eventually, Winter triumphed, not because Vicky or Helen actually lost, but because neither woman could stand the thought of the other riding shotgun.

"Hmph. I've ridden shotgun with my darling many times anyway," Vicky huffed, folding her arms before her chest.

"Who's your darling? How brazen," Helen snapped, her ice-like beauty persona long forgotten. "Oh, just stop it already...” Frank was left rubbing his brow—his days of peace were long gone.

"I won't be going back to Skywater Bay,” Kiki said, standing outside the car and waving him goodbye. "The Soranos have given up on me after Hubert Sorano's death, and I can live the way I want to now."

"Are you going to be alright?" Frank frowned, somehow worried.

Frank nodded. "You can still give me a shout if you run into trouble again.” "Sure." Kiki smiled as she parted

to the ladies squabble in the back, he somehow

this. Even their sect chief Dahok Ocean made it clear that they were all at Frank's disposal if he just said the

was taken to the sect after avenging her father under Dahok's grooming. If there were no surprises, she might well

then there was

had left her at Sage Lake Sect since he was reluctant

and Frank

was smooth, and things were peaceful

and Mona were attending college, while Helen and Vicky were busy with work since they now shared a new factory and precision equipment. It was even rare for