The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Frank leered at Greg in disdain. “Who do you think you are, telling me to leave?”

Gina snorted pompously. “Don’t think you get to strut just because you are Vicky Turnbull’s manwhore! Greg is Timmy Yates‘ business partner–even Vicky Turnbull would have to show him respect!”

“It’s really nothing.” Greg waved her off humbly before turning back to Frank. “Gina doesn’t want to see you, so know your place and leave, or I’ll make you.”

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Frank smiled as he glanced between the pair. “So after all that, the geezer is just your boyfriend? Don’t push yourself when you’re that old now, geezer. You should stay home and rest your age weary back.”

“You asked for this, brat!” Greg did not expect Frank to be that pompous and swung his fist at

Frank’s face.

He had been a school athlete back in high school, and he was tough as nails despite his age. He was convinced he would be fine against some brat!

Thud.

Suddenly, Frank moved, catching Greg’s fist and holding him still right in front of his table.

Greg was stunned–he tried to move his fist, but it was not budging!

At the same time, Frank’s fingers clenched, leaving him with agony!

To add insult to injury, Frank remained perfectly nonchalant, as if he was not even pushing himself.

Greg’s face was already pale, but had to stop himself from screaming just to salvage his dignity

Beside him, Gina was still cheering him on. “Go on, Greg! Don’t hold back on my account–kill him! I’ll take responsibility for anything that happens!”

Gina had absolute faith in Greg, but he was already sweating bullets from the forehead. In fact, his jaw was clenched so hard it could break!

Drawn by the commotion, the owner hurried to the scene just then. Worried that they would really come to blows, he quickly reasoned, “Gentlemen, can’t we talk about this? We’re but a humble business…”

Frank said coolly just then, “Apologize properly, and I’ll let you go.”

Before Greg could speak, Gina snapped, “Apologize to you?! Who do you think you are?!”

Greg felt like he could die right then–Gina had just cut off his way out!

had no choice but to brace himself and snap, “Don’t push me, brat. Upset me, and be ready suffer the consequences!”

“Hah!” Frank snorted in disdain. “You really won’t give up, huh?”

was ready to clench and break Greg’s knuckle when a call, arrived,

Surprised for a moment, he whipped it out to find that it was Yara calling “Hello. Ms Quill? What is it?

“Mr. Lawrence? Please come to Skystream Lodge at once. Ms. Tumbull was poisoned“”

“What?! I’ll be right there!” Frank exclaimed in surprise

Vicky was poisoned?!

With those words, he flung Greg’s hand away and strode out of the restaurant.

Greg was still gritting his teeth in pain, but he quickly hid his right hand behind himself.

On the other hand, Gina was not about to give up on a chance to insult Frank

From where she was standing, Frank was running away in fear.

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“Where are you running off to?!” she shouted relentlessly after Frank. “Grow a pair and get back here!”

Greg promptly stopped her. “It’s fine, Gina. We can afford to let him go–he’s obviously scared, and we have no reason to push him too far.”

Gina actually agreed with that and nodded.