The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Miles kept refusing, and it took Frank and Whitney considerable effort to persuade him into renting out his land for thirty grand per year.

It was spare change for Frank but something the old man dearly needed.

"I won't lie to you, kiddo, I'm all out of money. I'd probably die hungry if not for your money... You've really saved me! Please allow me to show my gratitude!"

He was ready to kneel, but Frank reacted quickly and caught him. "It's alright, sir! You don't have to pray to me-don't worry, no one will bully you as long as I'm around."

However, tears were welling up in the old man's eyes, and he was chanting a prayer-all the good deeds he had done over his life were finally being repaid!

After leaving Miles' shack, Whitney asked, "You don't have a place to stay, do you? You can stay at my place if you don't mind."

"What's there to mind? Also, I'll pay the utility bills!"

"No, it's fine!" Whitey promptly waved him off. "You've done Miles a huge favor, and I should thank you as the village chief."

ten grand per month? No, make it twenty to

Whitney was left shocked.

could even afford her mansion at this

she nodded and smiled,

storm for Frank that night and opened a couple of

glass, she exclaimed, "Sorry for troubling you

I'm also counting on your help from now on." Frank nodded, clinking glasses with her before chugging

did not forget why he had come either and asked, "I'd also like to ask... Have you

Whitney smiled nodding

she assured him, "Don't worry-there weren't

place, and there are more

surprised-he knew that the group after him was fully

Crash!

wine when a rock crashed through the window, and he reached out, catching