The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Although Gina shot Frank an accusingly look, she still puffed herself up and retorted, "Yes, he's my son-in-law. Don't you know the saying that goes 'the nail that sticks out gets hammered down'? That's my son-in-law-don't get jealous of me now.' Both Helen and Frank were left gaping, flabbergasted.

Still, Helen only stared at Frank blankly for a moment before coming to her senses and beaming at him.

Her smile left all the younger men staring fixedly at her right then.

While there was no telling if Gina was just trying to save face or just being tactful, she was more or less acknowledging Frank as her son-in-law. If anything, it was a massive improvement from her unbudging refusal to approve him before. Even Frank was caught off guard.

He was ready for Gina to get on his nerves again, and this felt... different.

"Hahaha... Quoting such nonsense? You're so amusing, Gina."

laughed audibly at Gina. "Don't bother pretending to be humble now-I know for a fact that your daughter is a bigwig

way I see it, you're just trying to cover for him when he's just a manwhore. Can't even admit that much,

with Gina and was

Mendy, quit your yapping-you're just trying to mislead

so I won't argue or it'd ruin the occasion. But I don't mind settling this

made Ilsa even

think you can run away, Gina. I'll show you right

tongue audibly, she walked up and grabbed Frank's suit, pointed at the sleeve and laughed, "Everyone, look closely. This design is from our boutique-it's a suit weaved from wool and silk and sold for around eight hundred

"Eight hundred grand?"