The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"We've heard about Mr. Frankton's feats, but they also said he's an old, portly man. Who could have known that he was this young and this handsome?"

Jada was absolutely content with everyone's flattery-helping these people was really the right call, even if it was just some flattery.

Frank then said, "Thank you, but I'm really just an average Joe-I'm not as great as you imagine."

Everyone smiled in wry amusement.

An average Joe?

An average Joe who could cure organ failure, demolish an entire building with a wave of his hand, and take over the Jaric family estate overnight, making hundreds of millions?

Laura approached Frank with her glass just then. "I should apologize to you, Mr. Frankton!"

Frank appeared surprised. "What are you saying, Dr. Layton?"

Laura scowled. "I'm not going to lie-I badmouthed you in the past... The way I see it, every person who is wealthy is wicked. I didn't think that someone like you really existed.

and I'm chugging this glass

just to be praised. You're right to say that

that even if you say so. For

"Alright, let's stop with the flattery. We're all here to have fun and not to get

could be

feet. "Go on drinking. I'll check

finished and found a woman in her forties

was disheveled and she was wearing rags for clothes. She tilted her head as

same time, she kept stamping her feet,

left curious as

"She's something else!"

a distance, but I had no idea

smiled sinisterly just as Frank finished

burly, muscular youths in their twenties, obviously

to get out as soon as she got in, but one of them stopped them. "She must be hungry, and she's@little nuts too. No harm¶n