The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank ignored her and called Peerless Jackt, who quickly answered. "Have you arrived, sir? I'll arrange for someone to receive you right away!" "Yeah," Frank replied and hung up.

Seeing that, Clara scoffed. "What, have you remembered the name of the executive who's supposed to receive you?"

Frank ignored her and went over to sit on the couch right then.

Clara followed, standing nearby and waiting quietly to see how long Frank would keep pretending.

Honestly, bragging that he was taking over the Jarics' estate... How delusional! Was he not worried about biting his tongue with such a big fat lie?

He had the looks, but what was the point? Looks did not get you such an expansive family estate, especially for a young brat. If anything, he looked like a mook and not the person who was said to have inherited the Jarics' estate. Soon, the floor manager arrived.

she strode up and snapped, "What are you doing? Why aren't you

Lewitt, but he's not who you think he's our new

and dresses the part, but I know everyone important in this town, and I've never seen him before. Don't bother, Clara-call security! We're busy people

suit strode down. She stood at five feet seven and had a sharp gaze while walking with an imposing stride. She was the deputy CEO, Jada Turin, who was now the top authority in this office now that the Jarics had pulled out. Everyone was fawning all over her as soon as they saw her, but she ignored them and walked right up to Frank, "Apologies for the poor hospitality, Mr. Frankton.

she was above the rest, but here she was, prostrating

there, as if nothing, save for the gods, were superior to

sure he's our new boss?" Ms. Lewitt

they had been passed to someone else. And that someone else... was this youth who only had

what have you done?" Jada immediately sensed