The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank smiled in wry amusement—Jada's kiss was really unnecessary, and she was actually just seizing an opportunity.

But that was fine, as Jada had more than proven her loyalty, and he could pretend it was a reward after she worked for him for so long.

As Demi returned to her seat with him, she flashed a big thumbs-up at him. "You really can't tell from appearances-you're a real box of surprise!"

Frank smiled but said nothing-one could pretend to be poor but actually should not be.

Demi then continued, "Thank you so much for helping me. Can you leave me a number? I'll buy you lunch if I can."

Frank nodded. "You can call me if you're in trouble in the future too," Frank said. "I'm not local, but I'm obliged to protect anyone. I won't shirk from such moral responsibility."

"Thanks!"

After the two traded numbers, Demi seemed to be planning to stay and tried to ask about Frank's identity.

However, it was almost time, so Frank cut her short, concerned that Demi would ruin his plans. "Sorry, but I'm waiting for someone, and she might be here soon, so..."

Demi was not tactless, and she stood up. "Let's stay in touch."

Demi left, the waitress brought Frank the six cups of coffee that he had ordered while

off a woman at that, but the man

not be short on money, which

waitress was up to and got the idea, and

blue eyes dressed in a black dress strode into the

was rare even in the city, so she was ready to receive stares of envy, even

waitresses were not bothered to look her way, as they all encircled Frank, intent on

was shocked-what the hell happened to Red Shirt?! He had

as she shoved the ladies away to

did not sit well with the

doing?! Get in line,

if you have that pretty

smirked. "I'm

the crowd snorting. "You?

"Actually, she is. Please make way for

to leave, though they were all staring daggers at Aina