The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Jade snorted coolly right then. "Could've done that earlier, but you had to drag your feet. How impudent.”

Beside her, Luna's eyes flashed with obvious glee, as if Helen was kneeling to her and not to Fleur. She was clearly upset that Helen was chosen as a candidate for the next head of the Lane family, but so what if she was? In the end, Helen still had to kneel before her grandma.

On the other hand, Frank was frowning as he watched Helen kneel.

He was already sick of such ugly tradition, and even Godwin Lawrence—the most corrupt man Frank ever knew—never maintained such tradition.

In contrast, the fact that some paltry households would maintain it made it clear they were used to bullying the younger generation.

Still, Frank bore with it, staying silent since being a candidate for the next head of the Lane family was very important to Helen.

Meanwhile, Fleur remained apathetic as she sat there, watching Helen kneel. She waited until Helen's fingers started shaking from holding the teacup before nodding in satisfaction, and slowly took it.

face fell,

the floor, she pointed at Helen and snapped, "You wretch! Are you trying

Luna exclaimed, glaring at Helen while bringing a towel to wipe Fleur's lips. "Are you trying to hurt

clearly scripted and

a barenaked insult. In fact, Fleur did not come because she was interested in Helen as a candidate for the next head of the Lane family.

the same time, Jade was glowering and shouting at Helen, "What's your problem? You can't even make a cup of

savages,” Luna gloated gleefully. "She knows nothing of the tradition of

promptly cleaned up the mess on the floor,