The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank was unsure as to how he should react-something like that would only work here in this far flung corner, as it had been used a million times over in the city. "Come on, handsome. Let's have another!"

Gigi raised her glass again, and while Frank clinked glasses with her again, he soon excused himself to sit as far away as he could.

He was not interested in the lady's tale, since not everyone was that tolerant of the same old tale.

Soon, Jason returned, and Gigi used the same trick on him, telling him her sob story.

While Jason had been to the big city himself, he was clearly not as experienced as Frank was, as he totally bought Gigi's story! "Poor girl, how terrible!" he cried. "Tell me, how much are you owing? I'll pay it off for you!"

Gigi's eyes lit up right then. "Really? Well, it's not much... Just fifty grand!"

"Oh, that's easy. Let's just exchange numbers, and I'll wire you the money!"

Seeing that Jason was really going to do it, Frank was prepared to stop him, but Bob-one of Jason's henchmen-stopped him first.

"Hold that thought, boss!" he said and turned to Gigi. "Could you bring us a few more bottles of champagne, ma'am?"

arm and purring, "Jason, you're not sending me off like a

sharp, quickly sidestepping Bob's

"Send someone

something

it is, it can wait

clearly not having it and was bent

as he snapped

for her

once

and she was not about to let anyone ruin it for her! "Don't listen to him, Jason!"

You can lose that money to a beggar, and it'd stilkdo more good than giving

thumbs-up at Bob's earnest outburst-even if he looked

was glowering. "Shut it. It's my money-if you meddle with my business again, I'll shut you

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