The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Donnie nodded. "Do tell, Ms. Turin!"

Jada said solemnly, "I'll be frank. This town-even Shagan altogether-hasn't been peaceful for a while. As you and Ms. Ingram are both important to Mr. Frankton, our people will protect you to avoid trouble."

Donnie was unsure if he should laugh or cry—and here he was wondering what it was going to be.

Still, this was fine since it at least proved Frank did not think that highly of himself, even telling him before taking any action. It only showed his fine character.

Nodding, Donnie said, "No problems too. Alda and I could move to a better location if it helps too, as long as it doesn't affect your work."

Jada smiled. "You really are understanding, Mr. Ingram! Anyway, we'll be going since we have other things to do."

As Jada and Frank got up, however, Donnie quickly stopped them. "Please stay- it's not often that you visit us, so you have to at least stay for dinner."

Jada nor Frank were actually planning to stay, but since

their seats, Donnie raised his glass. "Let's drink

Ingrams were the lords of this town, they really paled in insignificance in Shagan, but now, Donnie

aware, Donnie knew the depth of Frank's strength, and that a measly business conglomerate like BM

even lead the Ingram family to

drinks, and before Donnie could continue speaking, his

eyes soon rolled up as she fainted. Fortunately, Frank caught her, or she would have collapsed on

to trigger her gag reflex when Frank stopped her.

Ingrams?! Who could have done

partners in this town, and Alda

poison won't kill them-check

"Alright.""