The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As an archaeologist, Sylvie could tell right away that the vase beside Frank's feet was a genuine artifact.

"Really? That's an artifact?"

Alda was not that interested in antiques and certainly found it a lot less interesting, with its dull luster and rustlike texture. It showed age but really fell short in preservation. "You don't get it, huh? Artifacts never make a good first impression, but you'll eventually understand the endless charm it has in store."

Sylvie laughed, knowing that she could not explain what made that artifact incredible, and gave up on explaining. "Everyone has their own preferences, so it's understandable." "You like it?" Frank asked just then. "You can have it."

"Really?!"

"Of course. This company is mine anyway-what's a vase in that respect?"

Sylvie was at once surprised and delighted by his generosity, and she could barely stop herself from smiling. "Perfect. The museum has never had an ancient vase this big-I'll send it to them." Alda was confused. "What? Why? A museum won't be missing an artifact or two."

but this vase is so well preserved that one might even qualify it

heard from Sally that everyone in this building would do your bidding. Is that true?" Sylvie's eyes lit

"People change, and it was just a joke in the first place.

smiled but stopped teasing her just then as she studied the

time, Alda walked up to Frank's side and smiled. "May I put

as Sylvie how Alda felt like

like a child and happily

the way, has anything else caught your eye? I have a hunch that everything here has been preserved for generations, and it'd be better to send them to a museum

shook her head despite his generosity. "No, it's fine-this vase alone is huge.

wry amusement. "It's not for you, it's for the museum, though