The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Good afternoon, Mr. Caffee," Jada greeted him. "What are you up to at the moment?"

Billy chuckled. "Oh, don't tease me, Ms. Turin. You don't have to get so formal with me."

He was certainly glib as befit a businessman, and Jada would really not have contacted him if he was not useful right now.

"Haven't you heard? Someone just sabotaged my projects!"

"Really? I swear it has nothing to do with me, Ms. Turin," Billy swore, quick to assert his loyalty. "Find the person responsible-don't throw away the entire basket now!"

While Jada had yet to investigate, she could tell that Billy was at least innocent.

After all, he was a shrewd businessman and your stereotypical fence sitter. Even if some offstate investors had expressed interest in expanding into this town, the situation was still opaque a man like Billy would be standing aside to watch everything unfold without risking anyone's wrath. Still, Jada threatened him, "It had better not be you, or I'll tear you a new one!"

"Don't worry." Billy chuckled. "I'm local, despite how things look. Why would I betray my own people?"

like him who would suckle on any nipple as long

everyone that Frankton Group supports the investments, but they won't leave

that, Jada hung up and

business could get tedious, what with all the maneuvering and strategy. Jada certainly could not stand it-why could they not just murder

once she remembered that this was for Frank's sake. Picking up her phone again, she called a man named Silas York from Shanton, a bigwig

attended the convention, but they would look quite innocent as they were working in new energy and showbiz. Since they would not have any conflicts of interest with Frankton Group, they would not have the need to challenge them... or that was how it was supposed to look,

whom am I speaking to?" Silas

Jada Turin-we

what do I owe the

push their luck, or it'd be

words, Jada hung

other end, Silas snorted at the static

so cocky? They were just local

no conflict of interest