All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 1161 - Chapter 1170

Frank left Turnbull Estate alone the next day.He never told anyone where he was going as he drove alone to a mansion in the outskirts of Morhen.The mansion was modest in size but stood in the middle of a small forest—a quiet and clean environment far removed from the bustling city.Frank's heart calmed considerably just from seeing it, and he stepped through the front door to find a faint tea fragrance wafting from the drawing room.An ancient, familiar voice spoke from the door. "Ah, you're here." "Yeah," Frank replied as he strode in to see his father, the Lord of the Southern Woods, seated primly.He had an antique tea cup beside his fingers, and Frank had picked up its aroma earlier."You should sit." A pretty silhouette appeared out of nowhere with another cup of tea, putting it respectfully on the opposite end where Godwin Lawrence was seated.Frank turned to see that it was none other than Silverbell, and he wanted to thank her for protecting Walter Turnbull but could

Clearing her throat, Helen said, "I'll send you the address. You can head over now. Remember, you're signing the contract, but only after the video conference is over. Do you understand?""Yep," Frank nodded, then turned to glance at the serene mansion and sighed.It turned out that he traveled all this way for tea…Still, he did not drag his feet and drove to the address Frank gave him in his Maybach.When he entered the designated cafe half an hour later, he found a familiar face right then and was stunned. "You're the one from Waver Street…"It was indeed Clarity, wearing a tight black skirt and a blouse with a low neckline and taking a sip of her coffee elegantly.Her red lips parted in a smile when she saw Frank, and she licked her finger as she breathed charmingly, "I'm surprised we meet again so soon, handsome."Frank was not flinching but was merely surprised.He looked around, but as she was the only customer, Clarity must be the client.As Frank walked over to her an

Helen, however, could hear Clarity's immodest voice on the other end and snapped, "What?! What are you doing over there, Frank?""Wait, that was you?!"Frank was flinching as he remembered—so that was why he found Clarity so familiar. She was the companion of one of the bigwigs attending the bid event in Zamri!She had invited him to a masquerade ball, but he thought nothing of it since he was not interested.And now, she actually showed up here in Morhen…"What do you want?" he snapped, glaring sharply at Clarity even as he caught her foot.Clarity gasped. "Oh, you're hurting me… I mean, it's not like I hate it, but are we really doing this in front of so many people?"As she turned pointedly elsewhere, Frank turned to find that other guests had arrived at the cafe and were staring at them.It would certainly look like they were getting frisky, with Frank holding her leg."Tut, tut… Men these days are real pigs…""No way, doing it in public? How immodest…""Mommy, what is

Frank was weary when he left the cafe and decided that he would absolutely refuse Helen if he had any other similar requests in the future.Still, he stared at the black Maserati convertible parked outside, while Juno's words echoed in his mind:"Being my enemy does you no good. Accept me like a good boy, and I will provide you with Draconian information that you desire. Take this piece of information as a show of sincerity—there's an unfinished construction project sitting in the outskirts of Zamri. However, you could ask Ms. Lane to pick it up, since the government would take it back for demotion in a few days. By then, the value would multiply tenfold!""Where did you get that information from?" Frank asked right then.Juno simply flashed him a mysterious smile. "That's a secret, unless you say yes…"As such, once he left the cafe, Frank whipped out his phone to call Trevor Zurich."Yes, Mr. Lawrence?" Trevor answered right away, respectful as ever."Help me look into this wo

Peter jumped out of the car right then, yelling even as he ran into one of the abandoned factories. "Mr. Jameson! Mr. Jameson! I've lured Frank Lawrence here—tell your boys to kill him!""Hehe…"A man around sixty strode out of the factory, holding a cigar between his lips and wearing a pinstripe suit.Frank quickly recognized him—it was Larry Jameson.He was chatting with Helen back at the Zamri lease bid, and Juno was with him back then. Frank also remembered Helen saying that he was one of Zamri's Three Bears.And now, Larry breathed a puff of his cigar as he watched Frank alighted, chuckling. "So you're Frank Lawrence, Helen Lane's husband?""That's right." Frank strode up and stood before Larry, while shaking his head at Peter, who had quickly hidden himself behind Larry. "I thought you'd improve yourself after leaving Riverton for a while, but it turns out you remain ever despicable.""Despicable? That still depends on who it is!" Peter sneered. "There's no reason to pla