The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Jason, who could see what Lara really meant, goaded her deliberately, "Are you sick? Do you need the hospital?"

"No," Lara mumbled. "You guys enjoy your drinks. Don't worry about me."

Jason shook his head. "No way! You're my best employee. My company would fall apart if anything were to happen to you! Come on, let's get you to the hospital right now!" Lara was sighing in exasperation. "I'm fine, Mr. Chand. Don't worry about me and drink-I'm driving later."

"No, it's fine!" Meg assured her. "I'll get you a designated driver here. It's most important for our guests to go home after having fun. Don't you agree, gentlemen?" "Exactly, Ms. Quill! Come, sit!" Jason nodded and walked over to Lara, pulling her and pressing her down to sit beside Frank.

"Just look at your face. Are you ill?"

Frank chuckled, wondering if his medicine skills were lacking-she should be fine for all intents and purposes.

Lara was left flushing and silent, while Jason chuckled and teased, "You're her best medicine, brother!"

While Frank was left confused, Meg certainly understood.

Coupled with the way Lara glared at her and Jason's strange behavior, Meg could certainly guess that Lara liked Frank!

make sense too, as who would not like

Frank with a motive, though she would never try to keep him

either-she would also have to get

Frankton well. Why don't you drink with him?" "Know him well?" Jason butted in. "It's all thanks to him that Lara is

a start. "All the more reason

a glass full and

Meg was being

Frank after a

it down again. "I think

lips disapprovingly. "It's been a while, but you're really quiet. What, have you forgotten

head, but she could not

she was quiet

"Come on, man."

see that Frank was just joking. "Ms. Gold is a girl. Let

and took the

her glass.