The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Gina dropped to her bottom, unable to cry no matter how she wanted to, feeling hollow inside. How could she have known that some ruby Frank threw at her was worth that much?!

"What are you doing over there?! Can't you see that Madam Lang has been waiting for so long?! Where are your manners and proper upbringing?!"

On the other hand, Jade finally had enough and snapped from afar, slamming her cup on the glass table with an audible clang.

That was especially the case for Gina, sitting on the floor like some fishwife.

"Forget it—we can save this, for later. Let's go back to business,” Frank said calmly right then, knowing how important the meeting today was for Helen.

Helen realized with a start at his words. It was true—she was still thinking about the ruby, but what was at hand was more important.

Jade then extended a hand as she introduced, "Helen, meet Madam Lang. She's your grandmother twice removed, and her words are absolute in the Southstream Lane household."

was still sitting on the floor—and fumed, "What's with that scow!?! Pour Madam

a cup of tea, offering it

Fleur Lang simply snorted at her and turned away. "How

that how you serve tea to your

take—this was the way she served her own grandfather tea as a child. What tradition were these people

upper-class tradition," Jade told Fleur before turning towards Helen with a sneer. "Get down on your knees and hold the teacup

down on my knees?"

of tradition was that? If it had existed, it must have existed over decades if not centuries.. Did

her arms before her chest while snorting sarcastically. "Are you dissatisfied with Madam Lang,