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!"

against the car door, and she knew nothing

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

be honest, he was quite satisfied with the

that Trevor

that he had a better car, he

Lydia breathed a sigh of

Frank. "Thank you

as he had saved her twice when she was caught in desperate

cool and embodying such

"Hey, girl, you're blushing."

then. "Master Lawrence, I think she's probably interested

"Shut it."

took

former supervisor and

engine thundered, and Frank and