All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 1981 - Chapter 1990

Yannick's confident wager actually left the crowd doubtful—could he really have dirt on Zamri Hospital?He was previously the head coroner there, after all.As such, even the indignant crowd who were staunchly on Winter's side earlier were suddenly frowning and skeptical."However!"Yannick continued just then, turning toward Frank and Winter, "What if I produce evidence proving Zamri Hospital has been selling fake pills? What would you do about it?""We will accept any punishment as the law dictates," Frank replied, folding his arms before his chest equally confidently.Winter was hanging her head too, being perfectly aware that the fake pills Yannick had planted in the storeroom yesterday had been moved.In this wager, Yannick could only lose, which was why Winter was holding back laughter.However, because she was not supposed to show it too much, she hung her head so that no one could see it.In the eyes of the armed officers and the crowd of patients, however, it was a cl

Yannick had personally planted the fake pills in the storeroom, and Yannick himself said that there was no mistaking it.But it had already been ten minutes since the inspection group left—Yannick should have found the fake pills by now and returned, proving his accusations against Zamri Hospital.Could he have forgotten where he put it and had to search for it?Even as his doubts gnawed, Fredo continued waiting, sweating dripping down his brow.Then, after twenty minutes, he decided that he had waited long enough.However, just as he was about to lead his own men to assist with the inspection, there was a rush of footsteps down the hallway."Hehehe… Well, they're back!"Fredo smiled smugly when he saw that Yannick was leading the group.It had taken some time, but their conspiracy was a success anyway! Zamri Hospital was history now!Be that as it may, while Fredo was busy basking in wild delight, he suddenly realized that Yannic's face was pale, and he was empty-handed.In

"Hudson Stewart, liver, five hundred grand."Jane Weston, skin graft, nine hundred grand."The shocking transactions left Podrick Daffey turning pale, his lips trembling.On the other hand, Frank was chuckling nonchalantly, "Hehe. See, Captain Daffey? This isn't just rumors now—every transaction has the official stamp of Zamri Hospital's former head coroner, and even the wire transfers are all sent to Yannick Jorst's account."Podrick could only gulp as he stared at the ledger, various expressions alternating over his face."What's wrong, Captain Daffey?"Yannick was left confused that Podrick would look so shocked and flustered despite his usual poker face, though his eyes soon widened when he came close, and he stared at Frank in disbelief."W-What… Where did you get this from—no, wait! I mean…"Yannick did a double take and quickly corrected himself, "This is slander! Slander! It's a conspiracy by Zamri Hospital and Frank Lawrence! Don't believe anything you read, Captain Da

"A young man?"Geon lowered his wine glass, appearing thoughtful.He did not know that many young men—and this was a delicate time to ask to meet him.Moreover, his daily schedule was always kept a secret, and a sudden visit was really fishy."Turn him down."On the other hand, Carlo was already on his feet, snapping at the waiter as he saw the awkward look on Geon's face. "Don't you see that the commissioner is busy? Do you really think that this is the time for guests?! It doesn't matter who he is—tell him to leave!"The waiter made an awkward face. "But, Mr. Barzini… The young man said that he's your son.""My son? You mean, Fredo?"Carlo was left doing a double take—he did not invite his son to this party, since he should be busy sabotaging Zamri Hospital with Podrick…"Oh, right!"Nonetheless, Carlo's eyes lit up as he smiled—the brat finally did well for once!The boy must have known that the commissioner would be here and quickly finished taking over Zamri Hospital to

Smiling, Frank continued, "That's what I'd like to know—have I done something to offend anyone here, or maybe you just don't like me because I'm that good looking?"Geon scowled even harder at Frank's words.Beside him, Carlo slammed his hand on the table and bellowed coldly, "Quit clowning around! You're not welcome here, so leave! Otherwise, I'll call in my boys, and you won't be able to leave even if you want to!""Temper, temper." Frank smiled as he slowly stood up. "So you could tell that I was just clowning around…"That was when his smile changed to an icy glare, and he knocked his wine glass to the floor, crushing it under his foot."Since none of you want to play nice, I won't. Did you really think that I'm that easily bullied?" he growled coolly, looking around at everyone around the table. "If you want me, come after me! It says more about you than me, the way you'd rather come after the people around me!"Geon recovered from his shock just then, and snapped, "How dare