The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As they returned to their table, Will made up the excuse that he fell and had his hand stabbed by a fork on the floor, thus causing the earlier commotion. Cindy certainly could not just sit and watch, and she started to pull him along. "Come on. Let's get you to a doctor to clean that up."

"

"It's fine," Will said awkwardly, peeking at Frank and clearing his throat. "Mr. Lawrence has already helped me, and it doesn't hurt anymore, so...' Naturally, Cindy did not trust him at all and scoffed at the idea that Frank could help. "No way! He's just some common thug-who would you rather believe, him or a doctor?! Let's go already, or you'd get an infection because of him. It'd be terrible if it leaves a scar..."

Ultimately, Will had no choice but to leave as Cindy basically dragged him away.

Exasperated, he nodded at Frank before he left, though Frank was taking a sip of coffee and did not seem to respond.

Helen watched as Will and Cindy left, and she turned anxiously toward Frank. "Did you just-"

to it right then. "Don't worry. He's not going to bother

made copies of vital documents from my laptop. If Lanecorp's

wouldn't dare," Frank replied, finishing his coffee while flashing her

only nod despite her misgivings-Frank had never

lunch and leaving Grand Coast Hotel, Frank remembered to call Vicky Turnbull

since the Lionhearts had been unexpectedly calm in Morhen-there were no signs they were getting ready

while working. "Uncle Glen's just called, saying that Titus' father dragged him to Turnbull Estate and

You don't have to tell your uncle, but prepare for the worst nonetheless. At the very least, make sure that