The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

The middle-aged woman snapped coldly, "I'm saying it again-Lauren Floss doesn't want to see anyone, including childhood friends! Get out, or I'm calling security!"

Her politeness completely rebuffed, Kat scowled too, rolling up her sleeves as she snapped from the other end of the intercom, "Lauren Floss! Get out here, you little shit! How dare you forget your childhood friend just because you married rich?! And you, rude bitch! Who are you to Lauren?! How dare you tell me to leave?!"

Obviously, Kat's outburst caught the middle-aged woman off guard, but she soon retorted coolly, "I'm a maid of the Sturgeon household! You better leave, brat! Be rude to me again, and you will pay when Mr. Sturgeon and his wife return!" "Oh, so you're just a maid!"Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Kat laughed despite herself-the woman was just a maid, but she dared to yell at her and chase her away? Who did she think she was?!

"Get Lauren!" Kat snapped. "I'll talk to him myself how dare he forget me after it's just been a few years? I've decided to come visit, and this is how he treats me?!"

"Are you deaf?!"

The maid shrieked, "I said Lauren Floss can't see anyone right now!"

"I want him to tell me that personally!"

Kat reared her chin stubbornly, and Frank could not help chuckling as he looked on.

It seemed that the brat was really upset now-her childhood friend managed to marry rich but was suddenly giving her the cold shoulder, even sending a maid to chase her away?! Someone as blunt as Kat certainly would not take this lying down.

"You're... unbelievable!" the maid snapped and turned off the intercom from the other end.

Kat was stamping her feet in frustration too and turned to Frank. "What's his problem, Master Lawrence?! was being nice, coming to visit and all! How dare that ingrate turn me down! No, I will see Lauren even if I have to demolish that mansion! I have to beat him up just to quell this seething fury I'm feeling!"

"That's enough." Frank strode up, catching her by the wrist while chuckling exasperatedly. "Never the twain shall meet-don't get so clingy when he doesn't want to see you." "I'm clingy?!"

Frank's words only left Kat bristling like a cat having its tail stepped on, hopping about as she snapped, "I'm not going to be clingy with scum like that! cut off all contact from him! Hmph! All my sincerity has gone to waste. I'm leaving!"

With those words, Kat stormed off.

Truth be told, Frank could understand Kat's frustration-it made sense, when her former childhood friend cut off all contact after marrying rich, refusing to see her.

Anyone would feel upset.

Still, just as Frank shook his head and started to follow Kat, a black Benz just happened to drive past them.

The driver was clearly a chauffeur, and in the backseat was a young, pretty wife and a smirking youth.

The window was half open, and Frank could bear the youth scoffing, "That piece of shit is paralyzed now, but my dear sister is getting him a doctor The way I see it, we should just throw him out of our house..."

the mansion where Lauren supposedly lived.

Frank paused and watched as the car drove into the garage of "What are you spacing out for, Master Lawrence?" Kat asked just then.