The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Thanks!"

While Alda was refusing, she was really hoping that Frank would go with her.

It went without saying that she was overjoyed that he agreed to it.

Getting into a Panamera, she adjusted her seat as she blurted, "Who are you really, Mr. Frankton?"

She was really curious because he seemed at once familiar yet mysterious.

"Don't worry about it." Frank shrugged. "You just have to understand that I'm not a bad man."

Alda nodded-Frank would not harm her, and that was enough for her.

She started the car and drove home to Ingram Mansion, though they both heard a loud crash as if something was colliding with the steel gates.

over a dozen security guards carrying over

stopped the car and went up with Frank to see a burly man riding on one of the motorbikes, accelerating it and leaping off just before it collided with the gate, totalling it like

guards, whom he recognized as the man

those motorbikes. They unloaded them, placing them in a row before leaving. After that, these people kept sending those bikes crashing on the

"Me?!"

to one of the men. "Who are you? You could've just told me you wanted to see me. Why

your father said you were out and unreachable. I can't say much else, but I'm sure you'll understand when you

and sped off to the main road, while Alda and Frank quickly followed

bike, pointing at the cottage. "She's in there. You can

with poultry scrambling out of the way and a couple of mongrels fighting over chicken

all over the western wall, while a couple of chilis were going

smoke from the chimney on top of the kitchen, Alda entered and asked gingerly,

that stuck out in the surroundings, and her lips were a luscious red.

noble daughter!