The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Helen completely ignored Huub's fawning smile, however, and kept her eyes on Leino as she said solemnly, "You must be Leino Himmich, the police commissioner of Bralog. Madam Yimmel has told me about you. "However, this man is my husband," she added, gesturing at Frank just then. "So may I ask you to do me a favor and look the other way if he has disrespected you?"

"Do you a favor?"

Leino frowned and asked coolly, "And who are you?"

"Helen Lane, board chairwoman of Zamri's Lanecorp."

"Helen Lane..."

Leino searched his mind, but he had never heard of Helen, so she would definitely not be anyone important.

Yora stood behind that young woman-did that mean that the Yimmels were vassals to Lanecorp, even though Leino had never

said, "Yes, I can look the

pointed at the mostly demolished exhibition hall, his meaning

nodded, agreeing to the deal

surprised, since the exhibition hall was not that cheap to build-it was five hundred million dollars if they had to rebuild it, but this young woman agreed to it anyway?! "Helen? Why aren't you

"Let's go, Frank. I've spoken to the Yimmels-we just have to plan something else to save the hostages..." Helen turned toward Frank just then, suddenly turning from an ice queen girlboss to a humble, demure lady. Huub was

expected such a charismatic, haughty girlboss who would not bow to the police commissioner of Bralog to suddenly

"That's unnecessary."

Frank did not care about the

beside Helen watching Leino and Huub from the distance. "I've already made a call ahead of time. He'll be

asked, surprised