The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Even Fleur Lang could not help complaining, "Why would you snap at the boys as soon as they come home? They're the ones you have to rely on after you retire."

"Hah! Rely on them?!" Mark snapped tempestuously. "I'd rather pick up a stray! How much money have I given these two pricks? They promised to accomplish something, and not only did they fail, but they only got worse!"

"That's too much, Dad," Clark retorted, frowning.

"Too much?!" Mark laughed despite himself, and slammed his palm forcefully on the table. "Fine, then where are the 500 million dollars I gave you each for investment? Come on-tell me whatever you've done over the years. I'll curse my own ignorance if you can give me anything, how about that?!"

Both Clark and Gable hung their heads right then, too embarrassed to respond.

After all, they had wasted the millions their father gave them, and therefore had to come home.

were silent, Mark snorted. "See? Nothing. And you still have the cheek

walk all over us!" Gable snapped, shooting a glare of indignation at the

agreed. "And didn't you and your Uncle Henry have a big fight? Why are you bringing his family back to our fold? Letting

his breath, Mark heard him anyway and bellowed, "What's the problem?! At least she's better than either of you, building a two billion dollar company out of nothing in just three years! Can either of you

left Helen scratching her

best stuck at a humble scale even if it would not fall apart, and it certainly would not grow to two billion dollars in value,

smile. "Hmph. I wonder who she owes that success too? Successful women always have some special options, don't you agree?" Everyone