The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Countless rich and powerful individuals and groups arrived, with hundreds of prestigious cars lining the parking lot outside Graves Mansion. Naturally, there were many others forced to park by the curb.

Chaz was wearing a black tuxedo, his hair combed neatly as he stood and received all the guests filing through the parlor.

Naturally, he was only greeting the top elites of Riverton—his retainers would handle the modest families and small business owners.

Even as he appeared bright and pleasant, raising his champagne flute to salute the guests around him, one of the servants came to him with a report, "Everything's in place, sir... but the Salazars didn't send anyone, citing unforeseen circumstances."

Chaz shrugged. "Never had much hope in Donald Salazar anyway."

"That's not it, sir," the servant said, before leaning in to whisper into Chaz's ear, "The Salazars' factory was retaken by Kurt Stinson. At this point, they have no leverage for a partnership with us. though someone from Mr. Stinson's side has since made contact with us."

them yes. I'm fine with partnering with

Graves." The

another report. "Mr. Graves, Frank Lawrence was at Lane Manor two nights ago, announcing that he would crash

knew he'd come, but announcing it? I'm interested to see if he has the guts to come good on his word! This is my house, and I've assembled every man we have, not to mention that the Lionhearts have sent their martial elites

this

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Helen was sitting before the dressing table, staring blankly at the beautiful woman

the phone she left on the table, her eyes welling up with worry—she had been fretting that he would

had killed Hubert, and there was no hiding it—the Lionhearts were long since

would not be just facing the Graves' wrath, for the Lionhearts