The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Oh, right!" Ned chuckled as he added, "My family will foot the bill for materials and construction service up front. You can pay everything at once after the acceptance test."

"Asking for payment after you finished construction? What even is this godly business?"

Helen could hardly believe that there was a subcontractor company that was this reliable.

Did Ned not care that he might not be paid?

Seemingly seeing Helen's confusion, Ned smiled. "I understand that you might be confused, but I can tell you that it's Mr. Lawrence's character that I trust. His judgment is above question, and he vouches for you—not to mention that you're his ex-wife. And given my partnership with Mr. Lawrence, a billion is really nothing. Hell, I wouldn't mind footing ten!"

Helen's mouth was hanging wide open, understanding profoundly how reliable Frank was just then.

must thank you before all else," she exclaimed, ready

stopped her, chuckling. "Please, Ms. Lane! No need to get so formal on my account... but I must ask, when will you be remarrying? Do inform me,

invited, don't worry.” Frank

was grateful toward Ned too—the

"Huh? What was that?"

to their booth seating, her cheeks flushed from alcohol. She planted herself beside Ned, grabbing his arm as she mumbled, "Your name

refrained from snapping right then since he could see that Luna

Helen was obviously upset—they were here on business, but Luna had to embarrass them with her sorry state.