The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Frank laughed so these two came all the way here just to demand compensation?

“How much do you want?” he asked.

Gina quickly said, “We don’t want money.”

Frank was actually shocked. “You don’t want money?”

What was happening? Did the sun rise from the west?

“That’s right,” Peter said, his hands in his pockets as he reared his chin, looking like he was doing Frank a favor. “You’re the majority shareholder of Grande Corp, aren’t you? Give us the recipe for the Rejuvenation Pill, and we won’t press the issue.”

Frank scowled right then.

So after all that drama, it turned out that these two only wanted the Rejuvenation Pill recipe.

“Dream on,” he said with a snort. “The recipe has been given to Grande Corp. Go to Vicky if you want.”

“Cut the crap!” Gina snapped impatiently. “Do you know the recipe or not?”

Frank nodded nonchalantly. “I do.”

“Then write us a copy!”

“No way,” Frank replied, determined.

“Why?”

“Because the Rejuvenation Pill is now an exclusive patent of Grande Corp. I don’t have the right to distribute it,” Frank said, his expression apathetic.

“No, that’s unacceptable!” Peter barked. “Give us the recipe right now!”

“If I said no…” Frank stared at them coldly. “What are you going to do about it?”

Gina and Peter traded glances–they would never beat Frank even if they attacked him together!

Nonetheless, Gina cried stubbornly, “Give it to us, or you’re not leaving!”

“Hmph. I guess making a scene is inherent for the Zonda family.” Frank snorted coldly. “I don’t have time for either of you. Now, leave.”

“Dream on!” Gina cried, grabbing Frank by the wrist–she would get her hands on the Rejuvenation Pill recipe today, one way or another!

“Let go,” Frank growled in annoyance.

“No way!” Gina cried defiantly.

Frank simply put a palm on her head and shoved, knocking her backward.

Unlike Cindy, she was less fortunate and landed square on her bottom!

“Oof!” Gina gritted her teeth in pain before pointing at Frank and snapping, “How dare

you

push me?!”

“Keep messing with me and you’ll see,” Frank growled, only holding back for Helen’s sake before.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

But Gina was simply shameless!

“Peter! Don’t just stand there!” Gina wheeled on her own son right then. “He pushed me! Go get him!”

Peter was about to move when Frank glared at him.

He froze, still traumatized by what Frank did to him before.

And with that, Frank snorted in disdain and returned to his mansion.

When Helen finished work and reached home in the evening, she found Gina, Peter, and Cindy sulking.

Perplexed, she asked, “What happened?”

“What else could have happened?!” Gina snapped. “It’s Frank Lawrence again!”

“What? What about Frank?” Helen exclaimed in surprise.

“Who else?” Peter grumbled. “Ask Cindy and Mom!”

Helen was immediately skeptical, however. “What? That’s impossible–did you mess with him? Why else would he push you out of the blue?”

Moreover, back when Frank still lived here, her mother was the one who constantly insulted Frank, while he had to tolerate her however he could.