The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Janice asked, "Have you ever played truth or dare? How about it?"

Myra's eyes lit up-that was certainly a good idea, as she was wondering how she could get some skin contact with Frank.

This was definitely her chance!

Nearby, Jada almost laughed out loud. It seemed that truth or dare was a real classic, a favorite for both ordinary folks or an heiress like Janice.

Still, she felt pity for Frank, who was just trying to kill time and was now a victim.

Janice then turned to Frank. "What do you think, Mr. Frankton?"

Frank chuckled. "Sure, if you're both fine with that. Just remember that the penalty is mandatory."

Both ladies nodded.

As the first round started, Frank's hand proved so terrible that he had to pin his hopes on Janice winning.

player and lost before long, and Myra almost

we had a bet." Myra smiled. "No takesies

course not. Now tell us what you'd like." Frank smiled

was interested in such a plain game despite her vast knowledge—it was simply

and the other

the

of good intentions, but her obliviousness to

a lady-how would he hold his head high

such, he braced himself and said, "No, I'll take

only nod, playing right into Myra's

back when such a handsome man

then you'll do twenty

Frank, and she voiced her dare with perfect composure. Even a veteran like Jada could not help being impressed-if she herself had such determination, she would be on top of

"Okay!"