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."

yes. I'm fine with partnering with anyone, as long as the Turnbulls and

The servant

at Lane

my house, and I've assembled every man we have, not to mention that the Lionhearts

crushed his champagne flute. "We'll settle this once and for all, Frank! You'll

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grandly decorated room, Helen was sitting before the dressing table, staring blankly at the beautiful woman in the

worry—she had been fretting that

killed Hubert, and there was no hiding it—the Lionhearts were long since made aware of that

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