The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

After breakfast, everyone remained at the hotel.

While they could go elsewhere, they had to stay and guard Myra, or there would be trouble.

Still, Janice was bored and headed downstairs to buy a deck of cards.

Throwing it on the table as she returned upstairs, she asked, "How about a game?"

Jada smiled. "You'd better be sure. Mr. Frankton's skill with cards is unmatched!"

"So what?" Janice shrugged. "We play cards to have fun. What does winning have to do with that? Come on!"

She started shuffling the cards, with Frank and Jada joining her since she was really enthusiastic about it.

While Frank could cheat, this was just for fun, as Janice had put it. And since it was pointless to keep winning, Frank refrained from playing any tricks.

Nonetheless, Janice was soon feeling buoyed as she was winning more rounds than losing. "Young lady, you must've been mistaken-it's obvious that your chief isn't as good as I am!"

in wry amusement-this brat was really getting full of herself from just the smallest

only winning because Frank was not taking it seriously, or she would be losing

of

such paltry skills? You're just bullying them for being amateurs. If it were me, you'd be

Myra was eager to join, Jada stood up. "I'm really not interested anyway.

chair,

and soon, Myra

senses that Myra was not cheating at all —it was a win of

cards again, and she was destroyed just as she had

found it unbelievable-Frank found it almost strange as well. Myra's skill was simply amazing that she could

father sent her here to

just then. "You always bully

weren't you bullying them

to playing cards too Luck is a factor, but skill decides the outcome. Go home and train for a few years before challenging