The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

After fidgeting restlessly for a while, Helen finally looked up at Frank, her cheeks flushed as she stammered, "D-Darling... I want what Vicky had, too..."

"Hahaha! I knew it!"

Vicky exclaimed as she suddenly appeared behind Helen, grinning gleefully as she folded her arms before her chest. "Just spit it out already. Don't you feel embarrassed, fidgeting about at your age, Ms. Lane?"

"You stay out of this!" Helen wheeled on Vicky and snapped.

When Helen turned, she saw that Frank was in front of her, leaning down to give her a warm kiss on the forehead.

As she reached up blankly to touch her forehead, she looked up to see Frank's smile.

Flushing in embarrassment, she turned and left, snorting. "Alright, that's enough already! It's time for dinner!"

Even as she chased a giggling Vicky inside, Vicky turned to look at Frank. "Come home soon."

"Yeah." Frank nodded, smiling.

stared blankly at the dishes around the table as she heard

one of the family's sentries rushed into a traditionally decorated courtyard, where a graying middle-aged

of the Favoni family

knee, the Favoni sentry reported, "Sir, I don't think

Chet slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flickering in indescribable pain, another Favoni sentry rushed inside. Dropping to one knee as well, he reported, "Sir, your second brother has returned and is asking to

ruckus could be heard

in! Master Favoni is training in seclusion-no

be punished if

could certainly hear the pleas and

sentries, dismissing them just as another

got in, he wheeled on the Favoni sentries and bellowed,

deflated and

second brother Edon Favoni all