The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Carol was definitely content with life-her daughter was now the chief of Zamri Hospital, her son was safe abroad, and she found herself a new partner despite being well advanced in years. Nash was content just like Carol, though he only had one cause to worry in his untameable daughter Kat.

At the moment, she was staying in Riverton with Noel York and was involved in the production of a film.

While Nash would complain that it was not a stable job, he would be grinning ear-to-ear even as he said that.

Naturally, both him and Carol had Frank to thank for all of that. From a certain point of view, he was now their adopted son.

"Yeah, where do you have to go this late at night, Frank?" Nash asked as he brought kitchen utensils.

"Hehe... Just a small trip to Norsedam," Frank did not provide details to spare them from worrying.

Still, just as he was about to leave, he ran headlong into Helen and an exhausted Vicky, the latter who immediately complained, "I can't do this darling. Helen's such a workaholic... I can't work with her anymore..."

"That's because you're slacking off."

was the same complaint every day, so Helen kept a straight face and left

"Haha..."

smiled in wry amusement, but one would expect nothing less

only was she terrifyingly efficient, but she also demanded perfection. In fact, she would not be coming home if

me, darling!" Vicky cried as she threw herself miserably into Frank's arms. "You're not just

"Cow...?!"

shot Frank a sharp look right

"Uh..."

as he said awkwardly "Being busy is normal now that Lanecorp is

busy

up at him. "No, I want a

as Vicky threw a tantrum like a little girl, Frank sighed exasperatedly and brushed his gently against Vicky's forehead as Helen

Vicky rubbed her forehead, clearly dissatisfied, Helen came over and dragged her to the dining table. "That's enough. The food will furn cold soon, and

something to do." Frank promptly seized the moment to make his escape. Helen