The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank nodded. "Go on."

After five minutes, Lydia quickly returned, and passed a car key to Frank. "You can drive away with the car-we will come to your house to handle the paperwork later."

She was endlessly respectful. After all, she called the general manager of Pearce Group, who hurried off like the devil was on his heels, to ask Gene for instructions. Gene's response was short but clear. "Absolute satisfaction, whatever it takes."

And having received his orders, the general manager promptly cut short the entire process, and told Lydia to give the keys to Frank directly.

The speed and attitude of the entire process left Lydia in endless disbelief.

"Well, thank you very much," Frank said as he got into the car and started the simplistic but actually complex vehicle.

The moment the W16 engine of the red-black Bugatti Veyron ignited was almost no different from its coronation-every other car in the showroom dulled in comparison in its presence.

The car itself could well be a red-black dragon descending to the mortal realm, with even fearsome tigers and lions prostrating themselves before its glory.

"This car is so cool, Master Lawrence!"

as she leaned against the car door, and she knew nothing about

you spacing out for? It's just a car-get in." Frank chuckled, shaking his

be honest, he was

was totaled, he had been driving the Audi that Trevor Zurich gave him, which earned him the disdain of bigwigs wherever

a better car, he

Frank was satisfied, Lydia breathed a sigh

and earnestly to Frank. "Thank you so much for today, Mr.

fates must be intertwined, as he had saved her twice when she was caught

and embodying such a profound sense of

"Hey, girl, you're blushing."

as she rode shotgun just then. "Master Lawrence, I think she's

"Shut it."

the head and took

if your former supervisor and that blond brat comes to bother You again. I'll see you

and Mona were