The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Chapter 2595

As Frank took Faust's phone, he asked, "Sup, kiddo?"

Faust smiled in wry amusement-Frank had to be the only person who dared to address Zark so casually.

On the other end, Zark asked, "Do you have time tomorrow, chief? You remember our agreement before, I take it?"

"Of course. Where shall we meet?"

Zark gave him the address, and Frank returned Faust's phone. "Let's go. That can wait until tomorrow."

"Alright!"

Soon, they returned to the homestay cottage, and Alda Ingram was clapping when she saw Frank bringing in two more women. "That's Mr. Frankton for you-he only becomes even more enigmatic."

"Indeed, us mortals would have to transcend beyond clothing to see through him." Drea was always affable and quickly joked with Alda.

On the other hand, the Lady of White Tiger Hall was shy and kept her head lowered in silence.

"You should take a bath," Alda suggested. "We can't see your face, but your gait already tells us that you're beautiful."

The woman nodded and took a bath without another word.

When she stepped out, she really was as beautiful as Alda suggested, and her smile was all the more captivating!

"You're beautiful, girl!" Alda was at once worshipful and pressed since the woman was silent, "What's your name?"

I'd rather not use

Aldarin. I guess we're

Frank smiled in wry

he heard a strange sound, and a shadow entered the

it while it thought itself undetected, and even before it could reach

shadow turned to run,

of the cottage, he saw the

shadow scrambled into it, and the car shot

as he glanced at the rearview mirror, his surprise

that he would not win against Frank, but he at least

asking his client why Frank was so powerful instead! Pitting him against a monster like that-what was that if not

as the

he glanced

mirror again without et

lost his grip

the

steering wheel.

Frank was flying

the same speed as the A6 too... in fact, the driver could

driver floored the gas

other cars on the road, and he was soon past

him, not falling behind

Forget flying-it was the breakneck speed in which he moved! Was he even