The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Trevor was stumped. “Uh… Birthday present? What kind?”

“For Winter Lawrence, a young lady around eighteen,” Frank said, rubbing his chin.

“Oh…” Trevor realized with a start.

Winter Lawrence was the only daughter of Frank’s mentor and should be regarded with importance, but it was still a question as to what present suited her….

“Should we give her something valuable or economical?”

“Valuable, of course,” Frank said solemnly–his mentor’s daughter deserved that much.

“Alright, understood.” Trevor nodded repeatedly.

“Send it over to Skywater Bay as soon as you can,” Frank told him.

Trevor nodded again and hung up to get to work.

Trevor was soon at Frank’s door with the present

Frank opened it to find a necklace with a crystalline green diamond pendant, sculpted with the lifelike impression of a phoenix.

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“A master craftsman sculpted this three years ago from the finest grade of green diamond, Mr. Lawrence,” Trevor said. “The material alone is worth twenty million.”

Frank brushed his fingers over the sparkling green pendant and nodded in satisfaction.

It was subtle yet luxurious.

“Good,” Frank said and brought it along as he hurried to Winter’s birthday party.

She was celebrating at a karaoke lounge in West City–her family was modest, and naturally could not throw banquets like Viola would. If anything, it was just no different from inviting a couple of friends for a karaoke session.

Winter was already there when Frank arrived, along with Jean Sims, Aria Lond, and Zeb Larkin.

There were others–most likely Winter’s classmates–in the private room.

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Winter hurried to him when she saw him, pulling him along, “Let me introduce you. This is Jean and Aria, whom you met before.”

Jean lifted her signature baseball cap in greeting. “Hello.”

“Oh, Mr. Lawrence! You’re finally here…”

On the other hand, Aria was already up close and personal with Frank, brushing her hair through her permed locks while her crude perfume bombarded Frank’s nostrils instantly.

She had gone out of her way to put on a dress with a plunging neckline when she found out Frank was coming, just to show off her tempting figure.

Beside her, Jean rolled her eyes–Aria had completely lost the plot after seeing Frank’s Maybach the last time they met.

She also kept pestering Winter for Frank’s number, but thankfully Winter said no..

“Oh, haha…” Frank smiled awkwardly, surprised by the girl’s enthusiasm.

Taking out the present he prepared, he said, “Happy birthday, Winter. It’s a small gift from

1. me.

“Tch.”

Zeb clicked his tongue as he approached them. “What’s that present? It’s so small.”

The others flocked around them as well, with Aria leaning her cheek coquettishly on her bare shoulder as she winked at Frank. “It must be really expensive, right?”

“It’s just something modest.” Frank smiled in turn.

Zeb, however, was eager to see it and kept urging Winter, “Go on, open it, Winter. Show us what it is broaden our horizons.”

However, Winter was sharp enough to tell from Zeb’s reaction that he was up to no good.