The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Hehe..."

Victor was all smiles as he approached Frank, passing him his cup of tea and asking tentatively, "Mr. Lawrence, I've just spoken to Uncle Emilio himself, and he sends his best regards."

"I see."

Frank nodded he was certainly not afraid of Victor messing around, even drinking the tea right away and nodding. "This is good tea."

"Hehe... If you like it, I can have it delivered to you, Mr. Lawrence."

"That's unnecessary." Frank refused, stretched his back, and turned to Helen. "Let's discuss what you owe Lanecorp. If I recall, it's 200 million dollars in investment funds, and regarding the interest..." "Oh, don't worry about it." Victor smiled, stopping Frank from counting-he was plenty shrewd enough to understand. "Just take 300 million dollars from me, with 100 million as interest. Consider it a well wisher's gift to Lanecorp. Will that do?"

"Yeah." Frank nodded.

Helen, however, frowned uncomfortably. "That's inappropriate. The debt has aged for a while, but it shouldn't be worth 100 million—"

"Hey now." Victor chuckled. "Are you belittling my company here, or me? A hundred million dollars for a present is really insignificant in my opinion! Take it, or you'd be insulting us Soranos!" Seeing that Victor was determined, Helen nodded in exasperation.

feeling proud as she suddenly realized

going

Sorano was coughing up every last dime, even adding 100 million dollars on top of

members were shocked when Helen had Owen relay what had

had been lording over the city for so long, the board members certainly knew that the company was backed by

yet, their new board chairwoman had managed to make

that she was even more horrific than

the board members' mindset