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."

him, snorting. "Don't think you're getting away. You either confess, or this won't

glare, Frank threw his hands up

to join Lanecorp as a subsidiary, with your company taking over fifty-one percent of our company shares. The agreement drafted by

it out straight at the balding man's face when she heard what he

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

and took out a handkerchief to wipe his face. "I know this must come as a surprise, but

and the Zomber Group board member signed the agreement and shook hands, after

he closed the door after him, Helen wheeled on Frank with yet another

"Alright, I give!"

ran into both the Wolvens and the Bleeders at the same time. They were ready to attack the Blue Fangs, so I