The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Gina was getting more frustrated by the minute. "Hah! Still trying to fool me? Cindy had Randall Young of Square Street appraise it personally. That man is a specialist, and he said it's a glass orb worth no more than twenty bucks—or are you saying he's wrong?! Don't think you can have my daughter with a mere trinket. At least pay me fifty million dollars in dowry if you want to marry her!" Even as Gina pulled Helen along, glaring at Frank viciously, Helen tried to calm things down. "Did you make a mistake, Mom? Frank would never make a mistake.”

"A mistake?! The evidence is right there! Frank is a liar!" Gina snapped angrily. "He might even be lying about forcing Titus Lionheart to submit! Don't fall for his lies, Helen!”

"Enough!" Frank snapped coolly but keeping his voice low as he could see the Southstream Lanes were watching them gleefully. "Where's Cindy? Why don't you ask her?"

"C-Cindy?" Gina was suddenly stammering. "S-Something came up at her college, and she was told to return abroad."

"So you're an idiot.” Frank snorted.

just say to me?!" Gina strode up,

it, Mom! Where's the ruby now?" "I-It's...” Gina stammered

"What..."

how stupid her mother was, Helen laughed despite herself. "Don't you know what Cindy's like? Do you think she'd tell you if she took the ruby for an appraisal

didn't lie to you, where is she

choked as if swallowing

ruby was a property of Talnam royalty

circular shape in shock, but she soon shook her head. "No, you're definitely

on, Mom. It's true!" Helen