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."

cups of coffee that he had ordered

freeloading off a woman at that, but the man knew how

short on

ladies could see what the waitress was up to and got the idea,

blue eyes dressed in a black

here was rare even in the city,

dismay, everyone from the other guests in the cafe and the waitresses were not bothered to look her way, as

hell happened to Red Shirt?! He had certainly

she snapped as she shoved the

not sit

you doing?! Get in line, sister you're not that

if you have

"I'm

crowd snorting. "You?

"Actually, she is. Please

choice but to leave, though they were all staring daggers