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!"

her, only for Nora to shove her aside right then, snorting grumpily, "What, did

that?! When you didn't share that last

landmine and quickly said, "That's one on me, but not this time. Let's stick to

time. But I'll kill you the next time this

been

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neatly with not a strand out of place the typical look of a well-educated piece of shit. "Welcome, Lex!" Two thugs showed up just then-both who

guess he's really getting rich, so much so that he's

but he's just indisposed... It's this gigolo that we ran into back at a restaurant. He kicked Tarik off the building, and he's now

"You're kidding!"

real? Someone in existence can

at least

other members of Lex's

It's obvious that the man might