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...

-

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?"

youth's eyes lit up

-

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

anyway,

it and replied, "They're actually a distributor working under the Turnbulls of Riverton. The Turnbulls are a force to be reckoned with though, so you should watch yourself." Frank's

basically meant Vicky Turnbull.

one who caused this problem in the

thought crossed

to Frank anxiously. "Help me

"What happened?" Frank asked.

asking for his building back and is threatening to

just wants to raise the rent, seeing that we're doing

unlikely!" Jason snorted, shaking his head. "He would've told me that beforehand. Why

as he finished, his

was an unfamiliar number this