The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



Theo snorted. "Oh, please. Anyone with a working brain can see through your stupid act already. There's no need to congratulate me."Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Frank, however, simply kept smiling. "No, I'm congratulating you for something else entirely."

"Something else?"

Even before Theo could understand what Frank was talking about, his mother's phone started ringing.

While Ilsa was still sneering in contempt as she picked up, her face turned pale in an instant.

Her cheeks were drained of all color as if she had just fallen from heaven to hell, while her phone slipped from her fingers and dropped on the floor with a thud.

And over the phone, a man was roaring furiously, "You bitch! I'll kill you! I'll kill every last one of you!!!"

The people around could more or less hear him, even though Ilsa never turned on her phone's speaker.

"What?"

It was not just those around Ilsa either-Gina, Theo and everyone else could see Ilsa's blank expression.

Only Frank was smiling and shaking his head. "Huh. That's quicker than I thought... I guess he's really furious this time."

Theo looked at him in confusion when his phone started ringing too.

The screen showed that it was a call from his father Monrad Whiteson, so he answered, "Hello?"

"You bastard!" Monrad was screaming at once. "What the hell did you say to Mr. Gene Pearce?! He's threatening to kill us all! It's you and your mother's fault, isn't it?! Stop involving me in your problems!"

"What?!"

While Theo was stunned that his own father was howling at him in rage and despair, Frank kindly turned on the speakers for Theo so that everyone could hear Monrad.

"I'm warning you, Theo!" Monrad was still ranting just then. "I don't care who you upset or how you insulted Mr. Pearce-you will call Mr. Pearce right now and beg for mercy on your knees!"

"Fucking het... You just killed your own family, do you understand?! was planning on living a couple of years more, so why the fuck would you insult Mr. Pearce out of the blue?!"

The mansion courtyard was at once silent as Monrad kept yelling over the phone in rage and fear.

"H-How...?"

Even Timothy Clarke and his family had presumed that Frank's call was just an act, and their minds were thus blown from Monrad's call. "That phone call... It's real..."

Eddie Clarke, the bridegroom, gulped as he stared at Frank in disbelief.

"It really is Gene Pearce..."

Timothy was ashen-faced too,

feeling his blood rushing up his brain while the world started to spin

around him. "If he can call Gene directly... Then he must be Gene's equal, and that means..."

Timothy's breathing turned rushed even as he remembered everything that happened and started to shake uncontrollably. "Hehe... Calm down, Mr. Whiteson."

Frank was the only one who was still smiling, and he even walked over to clap Theo on the shoulder.