The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Soon, Gene himself appeared on the second floor landing.

His cheeks were flushed. He had a fine complexion, and he did not need help walking, not to mention that his back was sharply upright.

"Everyone, welcome to my charity auction. You may consider it a gesture of gratitude to all who showed concern while I was taken ill."

"Hehe." He chuckled as he headed downstairs. "So many have come to visit me, bringing all kinds of presents, which is why it occurred to me that we should just put together a charity auction.

"On one hand, we'd all be contributing to philanthropy, which is a good deed. On the other hand, I can hold an event where everyone can gather-who knows, new partnerships might be forged, and there's money to be made."

The hall applauded as Gene finished-the man could certainly give a speech.

Moreover, he gave the perfect excuse for everyone giving him gifts, making a killing while using the auction to announce his grand return.

Not only would he lose nothing, but he would also be improving his reputation-the richest man of the east coast certainly earned his title for his cunning.

Still, looking around the lobby, Gene sighed. "I was going to introduce my guardian angel to everyone, but it seems that he couldn't make it because he's busy. What a pity."

"Guardian angel?"

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Gene's guardian angel? Was he referring to the man who saved his life?

And he did not come?

Still, Gene nodded. "Alright, anyway, I'm grateful that everyone could make it Let's get down to business-present your gifts for the auction! Naturally, I would buy it myself should it suit me."

As the hall broke into applause again, Hugh was sneering.

Frank had just said that he saved Gene's life-why was he not saying anything?

He looked around, and chuckled coldly when he found Frank sitting in a corner, resting his eyes.

"Heh. I guess he was lying after all!" Dennis laughed coolly and got to his feet, ready to ask Gene to kill Frank.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Hugh stood up and caught Dennis' arm too, whispering, "Calm down, Dr. Jackson. Now's not a good time."

"Not a good time?" Dennis did a double take and stared at Hugh in confusion.

Hugh sneered darkly as he pointed at the object in Frank's lap.

Dennis looked closely and saw it too-Frank must be taking part in the auction as well.

"Mr. Turnbull, you're mean..." Dennis did a double take, but soon flashed a thumbs up, impressed as he realized what Hugh was planning.

"Hehe. Just look at the thing on his lap-he's taking part in the auction too, so all we have to do is wait Once he does, we will expose his lies in front of the guests and M Pearce!"

Hugh smiled savagely, as he seemed to imagine the panic showing on Frank's face upon being exposed. "When that happens, you can tell Mr. Pearce about how he crippled your son."