The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Vicky giggled at the thought.

Ten minutes later, and after washing up, Frank appeared in Helen's office punctually to give his usual daily report.

However, Helen kept staring distractedly at Frank's crotch, which Vicky noticed to her amusement, hiding a giggle.

Even Frank was getting the creeps from Helen's stare, but he dutifully finished his report. "Our health and security department now has complete control over Zamri's underbelly, so you don't have to worry about safety. Our people will update us on anything that happens."

"Oh..."

Helen came to her senses a long while after Frank finished, nodding. "In that case, your safe period... Wait, I mean your health and security department..."

However, Helen's mistake clearly revealed her thoughts, and Vicky was laughing so hard that she teared up.

Even Frank had to step back awkwardly.

As for Helen, her usual ice-queen demeanor was nowhere to be seen as she flushed and lay sprawled over her desk, murmuring, "Just kill me already..."

"Alright, alright." Vicky stopped giggling, clapping her on the shoulder since she looked like she was keen to continue working. "Don't worry. Nothing happened between us." "Really?"

smiled mischievously

stiffened, Frank snapped in wry amusement.

pouted and shrugged. "Fine, I was just messing with you, Ms. Lane. I was in

Frank and then at the smiling Vicky,

he could not feign ignorance when his masculine

and Vicky in the office, he cleared his throat and said, "That's right, Helen.

it! Let's just

up to her ears and shook her head repeatedly as if to clear her head, muttering to

aveland

or last

a mantra, and she