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

can look

pointed at the mostly demolished exhibition hall,

problem." Helen nodded, agreeing to the deal

that cheap to build-it was five hundred million dollars if they had to

Helen was protecting Frank and completely ignoring him. To his shock, Helen merely shot him a brief glance before turning away in disdain, leaving his rage flaring. "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 left gaping as he watched

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

"That's unnecessary."

did not care about the looks everyone else was giving

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

Who?" Helen asked, surprised by