The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 12

Sean was immediately annoyed by Vicky’s words. “Come on now, beautiful. Give me a little credit.”

He was the heir to the Wesley family, and she told him that he did not compare to a piece of trash like Frank?

However, Vicky merely snorted in disdain. “Why should I?”

Sean pursed his lips, his veins bulging as he clenched his knuckle. “Let me give it to you straight—that brat doesn’t even have a job! Why else would Helen divorce him? What can he offer you?! He’s not even that good looking.”

Vicky simply glanced at Frank and shrugged. “Mr. Lawrence only needs time. He just needs a month, and surpassing your family would not be out of the question.”

“Haha! You’re really funny!” Sean laughed.

Starting from nothing and beating his family in a month?! Dream on!

Vicky smiled in return. “I’m not being funny. Why don’t we make a bet? If Mr. Lawrence surpasses your family in a month, you’ll go down on your knees and apologize.”

Sean narrowed his eyes, his interest piqued. “What if he doesn’t?”

“Then I’ll get down on my knees and apologize,” Vicky replied nonchalantly.

“Deal,” Sean promptly said, as if worried that Vicky would renege.

Frank narrowed his eyes at Vicky just then and turned to head inside the banquet hall.

She was making a mountain out of a molehill, and he was not about to get involved in their squabble.

“Wait, Mr. Lawrence…” Vicky quickly chased after him and caught his arm. “I just put my bet on you. Shouldn’t you fight a little for my sake?”

“I’m not interested in your gambit,” Frank replied flatly.

“So you’d rather let me kneel in front of that pig?” Vicky moaned with a wounded look.

To anyone else, they looked like they were flirting.

“Frank, can I talk to you?” Helen suddenly asked.

“You can say it here.”

“In private. Just the two of us.”

Frank chuckled coolly. “Forget it. I’d rather not get gossiped about.”

With that, he turned to leave without looking back.

he was so cold—he would do his utmost to fulfill any request before no matter how small it

interested in talking to you! Perhaps you should give up

don’t have to

smile. “Actually, I’m really worried that you won’t get

words, she turned and went after Frank as

inside and clenching her knuckles but unable to vent her indignation.

looked at her, let alone

already forgotten about their three

her confidently just then. “Don’t worry, Helen. I’ll have that woman apologizing on her

in a

however, as she had the nagging feeling that something was out of

cool poise was stuck in Helen’s

was unable to carry herself with such aplomb given this occasion—was she really just some whore?!

bad feeling about this…”

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elites were already gathered in the first banquet hall of Verdant Hotel.

being the protagonist of the night, Vicky certainly could not stay

I will be back after

his head. “Just do what you

started eating without a care—he had never met the other business elites, so he had no

was when Helen, Gina, and

elites promptly approached them,

is your moment—Lane Holdings will be rising to the peak now that Ms. Turnbull has

getting that West City project.”

don’t forget

over her lips, hiding the grin beneath. “Oh, you’re exaggerating. I didn’t really help

buoyed inside—the instant she received word that Ms. Turnbull made a full recovery, she sent her secretary to spread the news.

over her. And with the halo of saving Ms. Turnbull, who would ever steal the spotlight from

front roll, Helen was left staring at a figure sitting there that stood out like a sore

let you sit

table where the Turnbulls would sit at, and

wiped the grease of his lips. “Ms.

disdain. “You really know

were

“Who is he?’

right to meet Ms. Turnbull?”

Ms. Lane’s ex-husband, freeloading off her for three years and now here to

was immediately in an uproar, eagerly siding with

Someone that despicable

I wondered who

Can’t even use a knife and fork? He certainly doesn’t deserve Ms. Lane!”

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