The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Gene was assuredly above the rest, but one could expect nothing less of the richest man of the east coast.

The bigwigs who attended the charity auction were authorities in politics, business, or even the military. They were either rich or powerful, their authority extending over the country.

Frank also spotted representatives from illustrious families such as the Soranos, the Lionhearts, and the Jankos. They were all mingling cordially in the lobby, and the vibes were cheerful with endless laughter.

Still, Frank did not get involved and started looking for a place to sit and wait for Gene, when a security guard intercepted him. "Greetings, sir. Would you mind showing your invitation?" "Invitation?" Frank did a double take, only to remember that he had left in a hurry since Vicky was urging him.

The invitation was left in his desk drawer because of that.

What should he do now? He would not make it back in time if he returned now.

After musing to himself for a while, he looked up at the security guard. "I have the invitation, but I left in a hurry and forgot to bring it. Would you mind letting me through?"

However, the security guard's smile stiffened, and he frowned. "In that case, would you mind telling me which company or family you represent? We can ask for you."

"I see. I'm from Lanecorp." Frank nodded, thinking for a moment that Gene's people were nice enough.

"Lanecorp?"

Lanecorp. I'm afraid you have to leave the door's that way." Frank

the invitation was sent to Lanecorp. Why would they

said, "If Lanecorp's not on the

reasonable." The security guard

was obviously an

naming some unknown company and then name-dropping the Turnbulls?

beckoned, and three other security guards strode up to them, ready

at the hall, with Hugh Turnbull himself coming over, dressed in