The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Okay." Cindy nodded, and quickly turned back to the desserts on the table.

On the other hand, Frank was folding his arms before his chest as he watched Will head to the washroom, his gaze darkening.

"Hey, what are you looking at? You're just jealous, aren't you?"

Cindy gloated smugly, seeing that Frank was staring at Will. "My boyfriend isn't like you-he's an actual department head who reviews every corporation's tender. Do you even know how many people in Zamri have to obey him? All you can do is get into fights and cling to Helen, begging her to get you a job."

She smacked the table repeatedly even as she laughed at Frank. "You're so screwed-you don't know anything about having an actual job, do you? And Helen's arranged for you to be the head of the health and safety department... Doesn't that mean you're just a glorified security guard? Oh, you're killing me! Does your monthly salary even amount to ten grand?!"

Frank snickered at Cindy's audacity to mock him and was not bothered to retort.

She could say whatever she wanted-Frank was actually more curious about who Will was and what he was scheming by getting close to Cindy.

Closing his eyes so that he looked like he was resting his eyes, Frank extended his senses, focusing his hearing on the washroom.

phone. "Hehe... Of course, I understand... Don't worry, ma'am. The Lane family is as good as done, and I'll use this to keep him occupied

right then and muttered to himself, "Ma'am? Who was he speaking

to Cindy with ulterior

hear footsteps as Will stepped outside the men's room, turning on the faucet,

Ms. Lane." He smiled sinisterly as he moved to stand in her

on his face.

Will licked his lips, leering greedily at

black suit and white shirt that accentuated her bosom, and her thigh

even as he looked, already eager to have a