The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Moments later, Frank returned to the backseat of the Rolls-Royce, and Sally asked, "Why go through so much trouble? If I were you, I'd just round them up instead of searching around!"

She certainly did not understand why Frank would ask the chauffeur to cover him while he looked around -what if those thugs were ready for them?

Frank smiled. "Are you sure that the man you threw out of the car was telling the truth? It'd be terrible if we got the wrong target!"

"Why bother about mere mortals? There's plenty of them to go around-if there's a mistake, so be it." Sally scoffed, clearly not worried about them.

Knowing that there was no getting through to her, Frank did not bother to explain himself and told the chauffeur to get going.

"What about that woman? Did you really spare her life?" Sally pressed.

Frank snorted. "There's only that many second chances one could give, and she's not one to be

appeased. I didn't do it though-I threw her a knife and told her to do it herself, though I offered to help if she refused."

very least, you did the right thing on that occasion... And where's the

not that high-tech.

said nothing else, while the Rolls-Royce arrived at

the villagers spotted the luxurious car and immediately

and with that many people and the size of the Rolls-Royce, it

amusement right then. "I told you not to come inside, but you didn't

and simply waved

gust kicked up, lifting dust and

almost forgot. You're different now!" Sally chuckled

released the wind

they were outside Whitney Chandler's mansion, where she was

that it was Frank, sheet put down her knife

both alighted just

really didn't have