The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Frank took a taxi to Laneville in the evening and was surprised to find Gina waiting for a while at the door.

Seeing him arrive, she promptly strode up to him and warned, “I take it you know what to say and what not to when you see the old man later.”

Frank chuckled. “You really should chase me away instead if you’re that worried.”

“What?!” Gina glared at him, shocked that he would speak in that tone with her.

Nonetheless, Frank ignored her and strode inside.

After all, he had no reason to play nice with the rest of the Lane family now that he and Helen were divorced!

As soon as he entered, he found Henry standing there with an apron, having cooked up a storm.

“What’s the occasion, sir? That’s a lot of food,” he said.

Henry was smiling when he saw Frank and walked up to grasp his hand. “Oh, you’re here, Frankie—you’ll find out soon enough.”

As the pair sat down and made pleasant small talk, Gina stared fixedly at Frank, fearful that he would say what he should not.

Helen arrived soon enough and saw Frank as she had expected.

Henry was the one who arranged her marriage with Frank, so he naturally valued it greatly.

It was precisely why Helen did not tell him about her divorce.

Walking right up to Frank, she asked, “Where have you been this afternoon?”

Frank shrugged. “I have no reason to tell you, do I?”

Helen snorted, greatly upset by his attitude. “Fine, keep your secrets. I’m not bothered.”

Turning toward Henry, he asked, “What’s so important, Grandpa?”

and he told me that his granddaughter is working at Flora Hall. I thought it’s the perfect timing to arrange for a job for Frank, and she agreed

as soon as

no longer family—why should they get him

good-for-nothing could die for all she

He can’t just stick to

then, “I can just arrange a job for Frank

Gina frowned as she pointed out, “Peter doesn’t have a

goof off every other day.” Henry snorted. “All he does is embarrass me… And where is he

Gina shrugged noncommittally. “What’s the hurry?”

Bang!

they all saw Peter

as well, he bellowed, “You b*st*rd! How dare you show your face here?! I’ll

chair, ready to

utterly bewildered—what had

“You wretch! How dare you try to hit your

some whore. I tried to stop him and he kicked me! My stomach still hurts

“What?!”

Gina promptly leaping up to snap at Frank, “Amazing! And here I thought you

left staring at Frank in disbelief—he knew Frank well enough to know

Peter bellowed,

turned to level a cool

rather believe

over the last three

have felt that hurt if she had gone to the hotel to ask who that woman was or at least doubted Peter!

question,” Helen coolly

“I kicked your brother, and I was with a

sharply—she never thought that Frank would

were divorced, she did not expect him to get

had an affair for a

you really disappoint

“Then what about you and Sean Wesley? At least I’m innocent

he was her husband, she kept going out with Sean frequently—had