The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 194

Frank sliced his steak as he said, “We can switch houses if you like.”

“No, there are plenty of rooms in your mansion. Just let me stay in one of the guest rooms.” Vicky smiled, resting her chin on her hands while winking coquettishly at Frank.

“If you’re not too busy, you could give me a full–body check up. I’ve been feeling so tired lately

Frank stayed silent, and Vicky looked up to realize he was staring fixedly in the distance instead of her. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“What’s got your attention now?” Vicky asked, following his gaze to find another person sitting in the spacious restaurant.

It was a woman, dressed in a form–fitting T–shirt, a pair of skinny jeans, and a pair of black heels.

Her figure was voluptuous and ample and slender where she ought to be.

Even Vicky’s eyes straightened, actually impressed by the woman’s perfect form. “My goodness… Are they really that big? That’s a real hourglass figure if I ever see one!”

Never one to shy from staring at the good stuff, Frank nodded in agreement. “Not bad.”

Vicky lowered her gaze at herself. “I’m no slouch myself.”

Frank glanced at her for a moment. “Nope. She beats you by a country mile”

Vicky pouted and huffed with jealousy. “Hers are fake.”

“Nope,” Frank shook his head. “I can tell they’re natural.”

“How’d you know?”

Frank said confidently, “Thanks to my years working as a healer.”

He had seen so many women that he basically encountered every figure type-he could tell right away if they were fake.

“You’re that experienced? You’re such a scoundrel,” Vicky frowned as if she lost out big time.” No, I won’t stand for this–pants down, I haven’t seen yours.”

With those words, she started to reach for his belt.

“Hey, what the hell?” Frank was speechless–was she usually this aggressive?!

As they jostled around like a playful couple, the woman stood up and called out to a waiter, I’d like to change seats. I’d rather not sit that close to idiots.”

“Huh…”

Both Frank and Vicky did a double take, embarrassed and surprised that the women’s ears were that sharp.

Did she overhear their earlier conversation too?

“It’s all your fault.” Vicky pouted.

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“How was that my fault?” Frank rolled his eyes. “You started it.”

“Because you were staring at her.”

Later, as the woman finished her meal, she quickly paid the bill and started to leave, just as a group of men entered.

“All alone, Ms. York?” their leader–Dustin, who wore shades, asked. “You were so hard to find!”

The woman scowled as soon as she saw the men. “Where I go is none of your business.”

“Calm down, Ms. York.” Dustin chuckled. “Come with us now–the boss has been waiting for a while now.”

“And I told him it’s not happening. Don’t bother me ever again,” the woman snapped.

She turned, ready to leave when Dustin caught her wrist. “That’s not up to you to decide, Ms. York.”

“What are you doing? Let me go!” the woman shouted as she struggled.

Vicky scowled right then. “Bullying a woman in broad daylight?! This is an outrage!”