The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Meanwhile, at the Pearce Group headquarters in Morhen, Gene Pearce was seated at the main chair with a cigarette between his lips, listening as his executives argued in the meeting. While he kept a straight face, frustration was flaring within him-the only thing these pieces of trash ever did was shift blame, putting their self-gain above all else.

He was actually wondering if he should just tell them to fuck off while he hired new blood.

Still, even as the thought crossed his mind, his phone rang, and the conference room turned quiet instantly.

"It's Mr. Lawrence, sir," his assistant said as she handed his phone over respectfully.

Gene cheered up right away, as he had to admit that Frank's Jade Marrow Pill was incredibly effective.

And with the hot springs at Frank's Riverton farm resort, he felt younger and brimming with energy-even his new girlfriend could not keep up with him.

He was even wondering if he should get another couple more to produce some heirs, something which he would never dare imagine just two months ago. "Hey brother. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Gene remained seated as he answered Frank's call cheerfully.

"Do you know where Rory Thames went?" Frank asked right then.

Gene frowning uncomfortably in turn, "Why would you

he felt toward her now was endless disgust, and he would have her dealt with if he was not that

she has jumped ship to the Lionhearts and is sending them after

once incensed, slamming his hand on the

dare

did, and that's a

Sil Lionheart of Volsung Sect's Caudal Hall, sending saboteurs who attack Lanecorp's transport

equipment worth billions."

"Fuck!"

he felt regret allowing his ex-wife

can spare her life, but she's not to mess with you and I... But she

Frank, How much did you lose? l'il have my staff compensate you