The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Tigris nodded as he started the ignition. "You're right. We have all the money and people we need-even the Jarics might be no match for us."

Back in the mansion, Donnie helped the youth to his feet. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine... I think I just sprained my hip!" the youth said and looked at Donnie. "Mr. Ingram, I'm sure that your daughter's illness will be cured with the doctor I brought. You have no reason to worry." Donnie smiled wistfully. "It's been a while, so I really wouldn't hold out much hope, but I'm grateful for your help."

After some small talk, Donnie had a servant escort the youth out.

He turned and noticed the cameras overhead at the corner...

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Meanwhile, as the youth got in his car, he grumpily punched the empty seat beside him.

"Damn it! I've never been humiliated like that before!"

He huffed and turned toward his chauffeur. "Do you know who Jason Chand is?!"

"I think he's the head of a security firm," the chauffeur replied. "Our company has a contract with them too."

"A security firm?"

eyes lit up right

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your fault, Mr. Frankton. I would've hospitalized him if I were in

it anyway, instead

of Riverton. The Turnbulls are a force to be

of Riverton basically meant Vicky

caused this problem in the first place

the thought crossed his mind, Jason's

up while beckoning to Frank anxiously. "Help me up, Mr.

"What happened?" Frank asked.

our office building is suddenly asking for his building back and is threatening to evict us because we messed with

rent, seeing that we're doing well for ourselves?" Tigris

shaking his head. "He would've told me that beforehand. Why would he do

finished, his phone rang

an unfamiliar number