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.

here starting today and keeping a blind eye to whatever else happens. Just pretend that

that she did not exist, when a living, breathing person was sitting right

who had a lounge

familiarize yourself with these, Mr.

Frank was a fast learner and

had business acumen and had done well keeping the company

everyone headed to the cafeteria, which had two separate floors for normal employees and executives

puzzled to see the executive cafeteria empty. "There should be many executives in this company... Why won't they eat here? Because they

you sure that's the right

they soon got their food.

talk, Jada was constantly helping Frank get familiar

the differences between the two