The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Thank you for not holding back on enlightening me, or I would never have known how sickening they were."

Marika suddenly appeared as if she had aged from the vicissitudes of life, a far cry from her pompous attitude earlier.

It certainly made sense, now that her faith was crushed-she had already shown spine by not falling apart on the spot.

Frank shook his head. "Your gratitude isn't necessary, but what are you going to do now?"

Marika shook her head. "I have yet to come up with anything, but I guess I'm going elsewhere to clear my mind. Would you mind exchanging contacts with me?"

"Of course not."

After exchanging numbers, Frank and Marika parted ways, with Frank soon returning to the abandoned apartment construction site.

Jada walked up to him, smiling. "You're being too soft on them, Mr. Frankton. If it were me, I would've made that woman pay for her actions too."

Frank shook his head in disagreement. "If you did, she'd die thinking she was right, and her cause was just. It's pointless to kill her."

"So that's why you didn't." Jada nodded in understanding. "That's why you're the boss your words ring true."

smiled in wry amusement. "Go away.

"Time's almost up. Are you ready for the harshness

astounded by Frank's power, in his mind, strength

came to the wealthy, they were simply incapable of perfectly managing their wealth, let alone training in

"Don't bother tricking me. I know what

knew you'd

fingers,

unlout Gashface's phone,

unlocked it with Gashface's

yel.ne

and scrolled through

transfer notification, he showed it

can fake notifications too. It doesn't prove

have to admit that you've got brains, so

only for Jada to trip him since she

you," she said, putting a foot on his shoulder and throwing his phone in front of him. "Check