The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank rarely saw Vicky being so solemn, and it was a big deal judging from her tone. "What is it? Do you need my help?”

"No." Vicky forced a smile. "It's a private matter, and only I can resolve it."

Even though she felt the impulse to tell Frank about the Lionhearts demanding that she stick to her engagement with Titus, she could not do it.

Vicky had her pride, and Frank was busy enough—she did not want to burden him further.

And though Frank was a great fighter, he was far from enough to stand against the Lionhearts, who were one of the Four Families of Morhen.

They were no pushovers, as their influence extended into politics, business, and even the military. The Turnbulls were just business folks, while the Lionhearts’ authority was horrific in contrast, and they basically owned the East Coast.

Vicky certainly did not want Frank to catch this heat for her sake.

"You have to tell me if you're in trouble. Don't push yourself,” Frank said in concern instead of pressing the issue.

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing." Vicky smiled—Frank’s reaction only further convinced her she was right, and that he was worth the risk.

How long are you staying in Morhen?" Frank

Probably a month, at

then that's agreed. I'll call you from time to

shook her head. "That's

then. "Listen to me this one

appeared exasperated, but her heart was filled

Thud!

someone knocked on the car window, and they both turned to find Helen had

Talk to me if you're

door, ready to

"Wait."

him off guard as she pressed her bright red lips on

"Mmmph?!"