The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Frank glanced at Frida.

Seeing her nod, Frank took the check while staring at Yonca in curiosity.

"Alright, you took the check—that means you agree to the Turnbulls' agreement. Let's go—I can't stand this place another second longer."

Yonca waved, gesturing for Frida to drive.

"Wait!" Frank stopped them, seeing that they were about to leave, and asked blankly, "What agreement? I don't know anything about it."

"Also..." Frank glanced at the check he was holding, brandishing it. "What's this for?"

"You actually want me to explain it to you? What a moron." Yonca snorted, rolling her eyes again. "That's a billion dollar check. Now that you've taken it, stop bothering Vicky. Satisfied now?!"

wheeled on Frida furiously. "What's this supposed

agreed to it. The annulment before doesn't

hick? You've really done it now, swindling a billion dollars from my family!

and growled, "This wasn't what we agreed,

marrying Titus, and

Vicky over—I want to hear it from her. Either she tells me personally is

you!" Yonca shrieked furiously, her painted brows creasing. "Isn't that enough money? Look at yourself in the mirror already—you don't even deserve a cent! The way I see it, we should just

see you try!" Frank tore the check into pieces, stamped his foot on

you want to

playing along, Yonca beckoned at her bodyguards. "Go, break his arms! I'll take responsibility

ma'am!" the bodyguards

he watched