The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Frank had no idea that Winter was miserable that Aria stole her beloved.

He merely presumed that his drunken fumble made things awkward between Winter and Aria, and he certainly had no words of comfort for that.

As such, his frustration only grew as he listened to Winter's sobs.

Beside him, Aria was hovering around him, placing food on his plate while sliding pointed glances at the direction in which Winter left.

She could not help it—Frank was as rich as he was successful, and Winter could not blame anyone that he was taken since she did not seize him.

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Henry Lane's funeral was held the next day.

Vicky called early in the morning to inform Frank that she was busy and that he should attend as Grande Pharma's representative.

Frank did not dwell on it and drove Aria to Grande Square to pick out a couple of dresses suitable for the funeral.

through it all and dragged Winter across every specialty store before finally picking a black dress tailored by a famous designer worth over five

it up," she told the

million, not to mention that he had Grande Corp's

they left, they ran into

toward Aria. "So that's how

not flinch, even puffing her ample bosom as

leveled a stern look at

could say a sword, Aria stepped between them, her expression cool. "What are you talking

snorted. "We turned a blind eye when you slept around before. Do you really think you can face Winter after what you did, when she thought

glowered as Jean exposed

around? That's slander!" she snapped before suddenly smiling. "What, so you're both jealous? You and

as she was poor in verbal fencing and simply strode up to

bitch. We've seen your true colors now," Jean growled under

her face, going