The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank was unsure how he should react. "Do I look like I'm some inquisitor?"

Linda nodded. "You look just like one! Come on, you can tell a sister-why are you so interested in Mr. Chand's background?"

"You don't understand." Frank sighed. "I'm really worried that he'd be led astray."

And as a high-ranked PR officer and one of the earliest recruits of the company, Linda was naturally privy to Jason's past, and Frank naturally convinced her.

"Don't worry. I'll definitely tell you when it's over!" she assured him.

Frank was certainly exasperated these ladies were such players that they could really get him killed.

"Come, Mr. Frankton," Nora exclaimed as she came over, slurring a little as she had too much to drink. "Cheers!"

"You should stop already!"

on stopping her, only for Nora to shove her aside right then, snorting grumpily, "What, did you forget what we've agreed? If a fresh face shows up, no one gets to keep

further. "You're actually mentioning that?!

realized that she had stepped on a landmine and quickly said, "That's one on

eyes. "Fine, I'll forgive you this time. But I'll kill you the next time

giggled and poured Frank another full glass, while Frank had been

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