The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Theo folded his arms before his chest and shot Frank a look of disdain. "I know you're doing your best to keep up appearances, but now you're just insulting our intelligence."

Noticing that the wedding guests were all looking at him just then, he continued confidently, "Everyone, why don't you consider who Gene Pearce is? He's the richest man on the east coast! And his company, Pearce Group, has countless smaller businesses and enterprises under its name!

"Even my father's high-end boutique and Pearson Group where I work is basically owned by Gene Pearce! Considering how important he is, would he be reachable by a simple phone call?! Do you think we're as stupid as you are, brat?!"

Nonetheless, Frank had turned on the speaker on his phone, allowing Gene to hear everything Theo had just said.

"Frank, who's that talking over there?" he asked, his tone at once sinister.

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Before Frank could finish, Theo smirked at him and strode over, snatching his phone off his hands as he snapped over the phone, "Hey, so you're Gene Pearce, the richest man on the east coast?" Theo's blunt question left Gene annoyed. "I am. Who are you?"

"Tut, tut... So you're really keeping this up?"

The contempt on Theo's face became even more clear as Gene said yes, and he shrugged dramatically at the wedding guests around him, leaving most of them hiding a smile.

After all, they were all positive that Gene was too important to be reached by a simple phone call.

Even Ilsa was leveling Gina a mocking smile. "Oh, Gina... Your son-in-law is the real deal! How scary, reaching Gene Pearce with just a phone call!"

Gina pursed her lips in silence, but her clenched knuckles were a clear sign of how she felt.

What was Frank doing?! Had he not embarrassed her enough?!

However, while Gina had no idea that it was the real Gene on the phone, Helen did.

Seeing that Theo was being really rude toward Gene, she quickly reasoned, "Mr. Whiteson, you really should stop, because it's—" "Tut, tut..."

Theo grinned and pointed at Helen as he laughed, shaking his head. "Just look at this, everyone! What an amazing couple act, getting into character so tacitly! You really disappoint me, Helen Lane-l thought you were smart and successful, only for you to play along with this prick's crude acting. How embarrassing."

While Theo's mocking drew another chorus of laughter from the crowd, Gene snapped furiously over Frank's phone again. 

"Who am I?"

Theo leered at Frank with a provoking smile. "I am Theo Whiteson, deputy CEO of Pearson Group! If you really are Gene Pearce, you'd remember my father Monrad Whiteson... Oh, wait, you wouldn't because you're just impersonating the man!"

"Ahahaha... If you're Gene Pearce, then I'm Gene Pearce's daddy!"

Despite the crowd's laughter of utter contempt, Frank watched as Theo continued his clownlike antics and suddenly started clapping.

And there was no other emotion other than joy in his laugh. "Congratulations, Mr. Whiteson."

On the other hand, Theo glanced at the phone for a moment before throwing it back to Frank, smirking in contempt.

"Congratulations? For what? Wait, don't tell me for exposing your lies?"