All Chapters of The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage: Chapter 681 - Chapter 690

"Quinn Ocean?! You're alive?!"Donald stared at Quinn in disbelief, more shocked to see her than Frank!"Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm alive and kicking!" Quinn laughed icily as her brow creased, and she bellowed, "You killed my father and forced me off a cliff. And now, you shall pay!"Even as Quinn leapt toward him, sword in hand, Donald was clenching his jaw so hard his teeth could break."Fucking mooks! All of them!" he growled. It was now obvious why his men never found Quinn's corpse!However, he was not about to just roll over and die—he promptly overturned the table and quickly leapt backward to draw the sword hung on the wall. After everything was said and done, he was still a vigor wielder!Still, Quinn was an unstoppable entity of rage, slicing through the table and clashing swords with Donald!On the other hand, Frank slowly strode inside and immediately saw the man sitting limply on the floor. "Hmm? What are you doing here, Eron?""I, I…" Eron kept trying but

Mona stood nearby awkwardly, blinking."Hmm…" she mused as she glanced at Frank. "Should I be hugging you too, Frank?""Quit it." Frank shoved her away even as she moved up.Kiki was the last to arrive, clicking her tongue in wonder as she watched the other ladies chattering, pouting, flirting, or bawling around Frank."What's this, Trevor?" Frank asked when he saw Trevor Zurich arrive with his men.Trevor grinned. "It seems that they weren't subject to any abuse—Maron might have an agenda here, but it was just house arrest at best. In fact, they were kept in the guest room and not the basement.""Yeah, don't worry, Frank—we're fine," Helen said with a smile."What do you mean 'fine'?" Vicky folded her arms before her chest, snapping in annoyance. "I had to sleep in the same bed with you, and you almost knocked me off! Go on a diet, Helen!""S-Shut it!" Helen blushed, retorting loudly, "You go on a diet!""Tut, tut. Denying it with all that flab around your belly?" Vicky reach

Helen waved him off, smiling faintly. "Just give it a rest—I bring good tidings, as we Northstream Lanes are now completely a part of the Lane family again.""Uh huh, and?" Frank remained unaffected.Helen was not surprised and kept smiling. "Well, that's not all. Uncle Gavin also told me that I'm now a candidate for the head of the family!""Just a candidate?" Frank snorted in disdain. "Hey, don't get too greedy!" Helen bumped him in the head, giggling. "Others would have to rack their brains scheming just to get the opportunity. It's already amazing that someone like me, who was only recently taken back, was chosen at all!"To be honest, Helen was as apathetic about being brought back to the main family as Frank was. They would only be a branch of relatives, having a superficial relationship with the Southstream Lanes without any meaningful exchange.As such, becoming a candidate for the next head of the family was different! The title alone carried weight and position over th

Gina was getting more frustrated by the minute. "Hah! Still trying to fool me? Cindy had Randall Young of Square Street appraise it personally. That man is a specialist, and he said it's a glass orb worth no more than twenty bucks—or are you saying he's wrong?! Don't think you can have my daughter with a mere trinket. At least pay me fifty million dollars in dowry if you want to marry her!"Even as Gina pulled Helen along, glaring at Frank viciously, Helen tried to calm things down. "Did you make a mistake, Mom? Frank would never make a mistake.""A mistake?! The evidence is right there! Frank is a liar!" Gina snapped angrily. "He might even be lying about forcing Titus Lionheart to submit! Don't fall for his lies, Helen!" "Enough!" Frank snapped coolly but keeping his voice low as he could see the Southstream Lanes were watching them gleefully. "Where's Cindy? Why don't you ask her?""C-Cindy?" Gina was suddenly stammering. "S-Something came up at her college, and she was told to

Jade snorted coolly right then. "Could've done that earlier, but you had to drag your feet. How impudent."Beside her, Luna's eyes flashed with obvious glee, as if Helen was kneeling to her and not to Fleur.She was clearly upset that Helen was chosen as a candidate for the next head of the Lane family, but so what if she was? In the end, Helen still had to kneel before her grandma.On the other hand, Frank was frowning as he watched Helen kneel.He was already sick of such ugly tradition, and even Godwin Lawrence—the most corrupt man Frank ever knew—never maintained such tradition. In contrast, the fact that some paltry households would maintain it made it clear they were used to bullying the younger generation.Still, Frank bore with it, staying silent since being a candidate for the next head of the Lane family was very important to Helen.Meanwhile, Fleur remained apathetic as she sat there, watching Helen kneel. She waited until Helen's fingers started shaking from holding