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.

just standing quietly near Frank without even offering tea, she strode up and snapped, "What are you doing?

haven't heard, Ms. Lewitt, but he's not

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 and don't have time to play house." Clara laughed and pointed Frank

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

left dumbfounded-Jada had always carried herself as if she was above the rest, but here she was, prostrating herself in

was ice-cold toward everyone else there, as if nothing, save for the gods, were superior to her. That also meant Frank was someone

boss?" Ms. Lewitt even asked

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

what have you done?" Jada immediately sensed something