The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 193

Still clutching her face, Cindy suddenly turned toward Helen. “Just look at him! Just what kind of friends have your ex–husband been making?!”

Cindy was clearly trying to blame her, but Helen shrugged nonchalantly. “We’re divorced

the friends he makes have nothing to do with me. Also, I’m leaving now since I have Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

something else to do.”

With that, she strode off, leaving Gina and Cindy behind.

She certainly did not want to embarrass herself further!

Frank took the bloody polypore back to Skywater Bay after parting ways with Kenny.

He was just about to call Vicky about it when she called him first. “Hey, Frank? Where are you?

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“Skywater Bay.”

Vicky was stunned for a moment before demanding, “Skywater Bay? When did you move there?!”

“When I visited the Quills,” Frank replied. “Robert Quill gave me a mansion.”

Vicky gasped. “Only the richest and most powerful people live there, and Robert gave you one? What, did you get him a wife or something?”

Frank was blue with shock. “No, I just help him improve his Boltsmacker.”

“Oh, no wonder…” Vicky murmured pensively.

“Where are you now?” Frank asked. “I’ll come to you–I’ve just acquired the main ingredient for the Rejuvenation Pill.”

“Verdant Hotel, of course,” Vicky replied. “I came looking for you. Didn’t expect you to be gone.”

Musing to herself for a moment, she then said, “Let’s meet halfway at Hoff Hotel. We can have dinner there too.”

“Sure,” Frank replied and headed out with the bloody polypore, taking a cab to Hoff Hotel.

Vicky was wearing a tight beige skirt that bared her long legs, turning many heads as she strode toward Frank in her Doc Martens.

As she wrapped her hands around his arm, Frank’s nostrils twitched, reacting to her faint flowery scent.

He could also feel the soft smoothness of her sin as she pressed against him–anyone who did not know would definitely think they were a couple.

Vicky grinned ear–to–ear as she told him, “You’re so amazing, Frank… Getting me the recipe and the herb? I don’t know how to thank you…”

“Ahem…” Frank cleared his throat as she was repeatedly pressing her chest against his arm.

Do you have to?”

“Hmmm… You don’t like it? The couples I see on TV often do this.” Vicky pouted.

“We’re not a couple,” Frank said.

Vicky whispered, “We can keep it a secret.‘

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Frank pursed his lips, really having had enough just then.

“The bloody polypore is a little light,” he said, returning to the business at hand. “It’s just around 800 grams, but it would be way more effective than a normal panacea polypore–you can make at least 100,000 Rejuvenation Pills with this.”

“Wonderful.” Vicky’s eyes lit up with delight as she quickly moved the palm–sized bloody polypore into a specialized chest. “Come on. Let’s have dinner.”

They entered the hotel, which was rather quiet since it was off–peak hours.

As they took a window seat and ordered some simple dishes, Vicky asked, “Which Skywater Bay mansion are you staying at, Frank? We might even be neighbors.”

Frank thought about it. “I don’t know the actual address, but it’s the one on top of the hill.”

“What?!” Vicky exclaimed in surprise. “My dear mentor is really going all out, isn’t he? The man actually turned me down when I asked for the hilltop mansion…”

Still, her eye twinkled mischievously. “I know it gets lonely to stay alone in such a big house. Would you like some company tonight?”