The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank scowled at the fawning Bode, snorting coldly.

"I want this lady as my agent," he said, pointing at Lydia. "Everyone else can stay away."

"Oh..."

While Bode was taken aback that all his sycophancy fell on deaf ears, he remained unfettered.

They handle plenty of bigwigs in this line of business, and they would usually prove eccentric or bad-tempered.

Still, they would not upset them for the sake of sales-in fact, Bode was still smiling even as Frank chased him away, "Sure, of course. Since you and Lydia are already acquainted, she will be ideal to assist you."

Then, he shot Lydia a look, who nodded in acknowledgement.

Having received Frank as a client before, she knew that he was countless times more reliable than Claude.

Claude, who had been standing aside and studying

kid... tell me, is there something going on between you

the room was left dumbfounded, aside from Mona, who was

that supposed to

boyfriend ever since she graduated college and had always stayed on

fact, she only gave in because Claude was threatening her father, and what Claude said was clearly

on, kid. Your acting is

Frank from head to toe, even flicking his collar in disdain as he clicked his tongue, shaking his head. "Why don't you put on better clothes before you try to play the

"Play the sympathy card?"

are you

tenterhooks," Jane said,

"Hmph."

the tea and had a sip before saying quietly, "He's

Bode and Jane