The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Helen's eyes narrowed, clearly skeptical.

"See for yourself!" she snapped as she opened her laptop, put it in front of Frank, and played an on-scene interview.

"This is Piers Hershey, reporting live from the scene. I'm with Mr. Terry Cotton, a kind soul who has been helping victims of the Zomber Tower collapse. What do you think about this incident, Mr. Cotton?" "Oh, it's a tragedy. We're just passing by, but it's only right to help..."

Piers nodded approvingly. "You really are a model citizen of Zamri, Mr. Cotton."

Terry's dramatically tearful reaction left Helen furming. "So what have you been up to again, Frank?!"

"Uh... We were just having tea with Kit Jameson, over a bar grill and stuff-"

Lily the secretary entered just then. "Ms. Lane? A board member of Zomber Group is asking to see you."

for Helen to catch him, snorting. "Don't think you're

glare, Frank threw

company taking over fifty-one percent of our company shares. The agreement drafted by

to calm down but spat it out straight at the balding man's

quickly apologized. "A-Ahem... I'm really sorry

took out a handkerchief to wipe his face. "I know this must come as a surprise, but it's a unanimous

board member signed the agreement and shook hands, after which

door after him, Helen wheeled on Frank with yet another hostile glare. "What

"Alright, I give!"

attack the Blue Fangs, so I intervened-it's