The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Dean, Jarek, and Sunny were certainly pathetic, kowtowing to Frank as everyone watched.

It was a dark page in their history, and they had to get even!

That was the case especially for Ivor, who had to suffer utter humiliation just to survive.

If he could, he would call his father right now and have him send his men over.

However, he also knew very well that his father was a busy man and did not have time for his nonsense, not to mention that a call was not convincing.

Instead, he must let his father see his tragic state and get his father to do something.

Strengthening his resolve, Ivor snapped coolly, "Go, get my car and take me to my dad's office in Bearson Group right now. I will let him see how I suffered! It'll be a slap to his face!"

"Alright!"

Dean, Jarek, and Sunny Cabat traded glances, gleeful right then.

After all, Bearson Group was secretly backed by the Lionhearts of Morhen!

If the Lionhearts helped, Frank was as good as dead!

The men's footsteps quickened at the thought.

After the scumbags left, Frank turned toward the girls in the room, who were left in shock. "Alright, just calm down. But you'd have to stay in here for a while while I get someone to clean up the hallway." With that, Frank whipped out his phone and called Kim, who was in faraway White Hall.

"Hehe... Why the sudden call, Frank? Did you miss me?" Her voice was ethereal and tugged at the heartstrings as always.

Winter was closest to Frank and shot him a puzzled look-why did

her always seem to have

girlfriends everywhere?

"Ahem..." Frank cleared his throat awkwardly, rubbing his nose. "Ms. White, I have a favor to ask."

"Really?" Kim replied calmly, even giggling a little as she took a sip of her tea.

"I left some bodies at White Court Hotel. Please send some cleaners over."

Kim spat out tea just as Frank finished, choking just then. She had to cough for a while to catch her breath.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"Honestly. you've only called after

so long, and it had to be something

like

"She sighed. "Fine. I'll make

the call."

SWOO

"Okay," Frank replied, pausing for a moment before continuing, "Also send someone up to Room 904 Bring the woman in there down to Private Room 5."

"Okay, okay... Anything else, Mr. Lawrence?"

"Uh..." Frank chuckled awkwardly, feeling thick-skinned as he added, "That's it. I'll ask again when I need more favors."

"You little-!"

Kim was left speechless but soon composed herself and giggled. "Alright, then you owe me for this."

"Sure," Frank replied briskly.