The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Donnie suddenly showed up, asking, "What's got everyone so cheerful here? Anyone going to fill me in?"

"Oh, Mr. Ingram. There's a dirt bike rally to be held here in town. Would you like to join us?" Sayna asked, though it was a rhetorical question.

After all, Donnie would definitely not waste his time on something so trivial, not to mention that his presence would just affect the Quills' plans to latch on to Frank.

"Oh, now that you mention it, I quite enjoy motorraces. And since you've so kindly offered, I definitely have to come!"

Donnie, however, was clearly not having it his daughter Alda could be dumb all she wanted, but he refused to be the same. And all his plans would go up in smoke if Nadia managed to claim Frank!

"Shame." Sayna sighed. "The race isn't open, and I can't extend invitations. But don't worry, we can watch it together next time."

"I see. You kids carry on." Donnie nodded.

He was a local giant anyway, and he really did not need to pester Sayna just to get himself a ticket to a local race.

a moment that Donnie really did not care,

Donnie was concerned that he would lose Frank to the Quills, one still had to concede that the old man showed foresight. He had admired Frank even before Frank obtained the Shagan spiritron vein, even offering him Alda's hand in marriage-talk about being a sly old fox! But

to strategy, he would

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at Hidden Roc Hills, far out in the suburbs, rows of crude chairs were arranged in a clearing halfway up the hill, with not that many people sitting around. Most of them were pointing

this race was just a town-level and motorbike races were

CEO of Frankton Group, the granddaughters of Quill Inc., and various other notable figures such as Donnie Ingram were present

on any other day, even with Nadia's participation, so was there a need for all of

the bumpy, winding terrains of Hidden Roc Hills. Without skills, one wouldn't get through it in onepiece, let alone

your sister

bothered to hide it. "It's more of an exhibition than a race. She

race was going to be really difficult, and Nadia was an amateur no matter how good she

admit that the girl really did not care if

here!" Alda exclaimed excitedly, suddenly pointing