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.

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

seems that Mr. Lawrence isn’t interested in talking to you! Perhaps

gritted her teeth. “You don’t have to worry about

worried

went after Frank as Helen looked on.

and clenching her knuckles but

her, let alone explain anything about the woman with him.

forgotten about their

Sean walked up to her confidently just then. “Don’t worry, Helen. I’ll

a

silent, however, as she had the nagging feeling that

and cool poise was stuck in Helen’s mind.

such aplomb given this occasion—was she

bad feeling about this…” Helen murmured.

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gathered in the first banquet hall of

being the protagonist of the night, Vicky certainly could not stay with Frank.

Lawrence. I will be back after I’ve greeted some guests.”

his head. “Just do what you have to.

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

Gina, and

promptly approached them, offering toasts.

will be rising to the peak now that Ms. Turnbull has made

that West

just don’t forget us, alright?”

a hand over her lips, hiding the grin beneath. “Oh, you’re

instant she received word that Ms. Turnbull made a

of saving Ms. Turnbull, who would ever steal the spotlight from her?

the crowd followed her to the front roll, Helen was left staring at a figure sitting there that stood out like a

“Who let you sit

the main table where the Turnbulls would sit at, and only Helen got to

buttered rib he was holding and wiped the grease of his lips. “Ms. Turnbull told me to sit here. Do you have

so?!” Sean snorted in disdain. “You really know how to make

elites behind them were studying Frank curiously

“Who is he?’

the right to meet Ms. Turnbull?”

three years and now here to cause trouble after she

siding with the

Someone that despicable actually

wondered who he could be.”

Can’t even use a knife and fork? He certainly

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