The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Linda was not counting on Frank to understand anyway-he could hold his liquor, but he would not know much about drinking games since he did not work in PR. "Someone brought two decks of cards!"

As Nora soon returned with two decks of playing cards, Linda shuffled them masterfully before saying, "Well, I'll be the dealer for the first round!"

"Sure." Frank shrugged.

Linda quickly distributed three cards to everyone, and seeing that was a third of all the cards, Frank understood why there were two decks.

"One shot, Mr. Frankton. Do you yield?"

Frank picked up his cards: a straight flush to king.

Since it was a good hand, he shook his head. "No!"

Linda could tell from his reaction that his hand was good too and turned toward Nora. "What about you?"

"Three shots!"

game than Frank and bluffed convincingly despite having a

with three shots," Nora pressed, her tone clearly challenging.

Nora's bluff, not falling for it at all. "Ugh. You win,

me show her my cards, so that's twice my bet. But if she loses, she just has to drink three. "Also, if we're taking this seriously, we shouldn't take it shot by shot. Why

quickly shook her head. "That won't do. It's a good day,

with it since Linda was their leader. Smiling, Linda continued toward the other members and won most of her

Frankton, I've beenet you hard, so why don't I drink for without

added, "Dealers have the right to choose

a little dull. I was intending

lit up. "I haven't gotten to you...

not yielding even with three

"Three shots it is!"

told her that Frank's hand was definitely bad, since

you're drinking!" Frank exclaimed as he showed

"Oh, shit!"