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!"

was really getting full of

was only winning because Frank was not taking it

full of yourself,

such paltry skills? You're just

stood up. "I'm really

Jada's chair,

and soon,

enhanced senses that Myra was not cheating at all —it was a

dealt the cards again, and she was destroyed just as she had been in

almost strange as well. Myra's skill was simply amazing that she could pull a bluff out of

hardly surprising now why her father sent her here to negotiate a partnership, as this was right up her

then. "You always

weren't you

is a factor, but skill decides the outcome. Go home and train for