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.

quietly near Frank without even offering tea, she strode up and snapped,

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

the looks 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 and don't have time

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

the rest, but here she was, prostrating herself in front of Frank! Not even Pax got that privilege, and she did

gods, were superior to her.

Ms. Lewitt even asked out

were shocked too-they were well-informed, having already heard of the Jaric family's fall and everything they had been passed to someone else. And that someone else... was this youth who only had

sensed something wrong from Clara