Unlimited Son-In-Law

Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 69

Frankie had a flaw. He was lustful and enjoyed being around women.

At that time, he was busy fooling around with another woman in his office at Frankie Realty’s headquarters. He was seated on the couch. A woman crouched before him as her head moved up and down.

She was none other than Rebecca.

Earlier during the opening of Donter Pictures, she was sent to represent Frankie to talk with Wynter about the endorsement.

Of course, Frankie knew he could not afford to hire Wynter to endorse his company. So instead, his target was any of the thirty-two artists waiting to be signed. Although Frankie was a pervert, he was also a visionary man. He knew that Donter Pictures would definitely house at least one or two top celebrities in the near future.

In fact, the discussion was almost finalized, and the celebrity was Vanessa.

“Mr. Yates, can’t you tell me what had happened to my sister?” Rebecca flashed him a flirtatious look, her hair touching his abdomen.

Frankie stroked her head. “Didn’t she tell you anything after crossing a big shot?”

someone had warned her. However, she couldn’t tell me more, or else she’d

the couch with a look of pleasure on his face. “I only know that the person is a big shot and someone that even I

uncle could not afford to mess with that

Pollerton, Frankie was told to never mess with the owner of

paused, “Is that

of our business. You can just focus on being a secretary at Frankie Realty instead. You’ll get

years old, and he was a handsome

of Stanley beating up someone earlier today?” asked

just a

to beat him up?” Frankie sat up and grabbed

was an excited glint in her eyes when she said, “I can’t stand watching a nobody like him dreaming of changing his destiny with the commission he

both from humble backgrounds, and tħey were also from the same

to sell herself repeatedly to get a million, yet Rafe could already get the same amount of money after selling

she

done. Focus on your task now.” Frankie could not be bothered about that. “As you said, he’s just a small fry.

another room at Frankie Realty’s headquarters, Stanley was grinning