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.

Frank, Claude, who had been standing aside and studying Frank suddenly strode up between her and

is there something going on between

dumbfounded, aside from

supposed to

had a boyfriend ever since she graduated college and had always stayed on her

because Claude was threatening her father, and what

kid. Your acting is just

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 talking

us on tenterhooks," Jane said, putting down the

"Hmph."

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

Jane