The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Alda then entered, leading a group of ladies, all of them bowing in a line in front of Frank. "Good morning, sir!" Alda stood nearby with poise like Meg Quill, spreading her arms at Frank and exclaiming, "Now, take your pick!" Frank glanced between her and Sylvie and sighed exasperatedly. "Stop. Let them get back to work."

"Come on. Choose one, Mr. Frankton!"

"No. And I mean now."

Alda stuck her tongue out at him, but she had no choice but to send the ladies away. "What a boor. They may not compare to me or Ms. Wal, but they're pretty nonetheless. How could you just let them go like that?" Frank smiled in wry amusement. "Why do you seem more excited than me?"

Alda shrugged. "It's the first time I'm seeing someone this obedient."

That was when two employees entered, bringing a desk, a computer, and other furniture for a workstation.

"What?" Alda and Sylvie were left perplexed.

in just then and nodded at them. "Good morning. I'll be working here starting today and keeping a blind eye to whatever else happens. Just

traded glances-how could they pretend that she did not exist, when

Pax was a genuine hedonist who had a lounge built into his

documents over to Frank. "Please familiarize yourself with these, Mr. Frankton. We'll be going for a tour in the

a fast learner and read through everything before

flaws in his character, Pax had business acumen and had done well keeping the

which had two separate floors for normal employees

won't they eat here? Because they want to feel superior?" Alda smiled in wry amusement. "The

Are you sure that's

got their food.

Jada was constantly helping Frank get

differences between the