The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Helen made a face. “Sorry. I’m not used to sharing a bed.

“Tut, tut… How innocent.” Vicky clicked her tongue, but soon realized something. “So you never shared a bed with Frank while being married to him? Does that mean he’s a virgin? Well, your loss.”

Helen was immediately upset and snapped through gritted teeth, “You’re delusional–we already did it.”

Then, rubbing chin as if in recollection, she added, “He’s good. You can try him yourself when you have the time.”

Vicky pursed her lips, her visage flashing coolly for a moment before she laughed. “That’s alright- being experienced is fine. I’d rather not have virgins myself.”

However, Helen sharply noticed the cool look on her face and was satisfied to one–up her. “Really? Then take your time. I’ve gotten bored of him already.”

With that, Helen strode out of the room and breathed a long sigh, feeling disappointed even though. she had won this round.

After all, she and Frank never did it–she did not actually have anything over Vicky.

“You’re up?” Frank appeared just then, startling Helen.

“Y–Yeah… What are you doing here?” she asked, patting her chest to calm herself down.

“I’m heading downstairs for breakfast. Do you want some?” Frank asked, doing his best to keep his

tone even.

“I–I’ll pass,” Helen replied, keeping her lowered in thought.

After a while, she asked, “Frank, did you send for Dan Zimmer when Rocco McCoy locked me up?”

Frank shook his head. “Nope. Rocco himself sent for Mr. Zimmer.”

“What?” Helen was totally confused–then why would Dan admire Frank so much?

Still, she was now positive that Frank was the one who had saved her grandfather and said, “Anyway, thanks for helping Grandpa.”

“I owe him–I’d save him no matter what it takes,” Frank replied.

Helen nodded. “Also, about yesterday… I didn’t know Sean would propose.

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Frank sighed lengthily. “I have no right to meddle with your decisions on who to marry. That said, I’d still rather you show some judgment when it comes to character–I won’t mind telling you whiskey was drugged yesterday.”

“What? Who did it?” Helen paled in shock, though it was not surprising when she thought about it.

Even if she was not a particularly good drinker, she should not have passed out so quickly!

“I didn’t see him do it, but it’s most definitely Sean,” Frank said.

“Thank you,” Helen said earnestly.

She remembered that Sean had been respectful in every way in the past. While she was not certain that Sean had drugged her, she was now wary against him.

Just then, Gina stepped out of her room.

After a night of stormy passion, she appeared spirited and revitalized.

Spotting Helen with Frank right then, she promptly strode up and pulled Helen behind her. “What are you doing here?!” she snapped. “What were you doing to my daughter?”

Frank rolled his eyes. “You’re getting the wrong idea. Both of you were drugged–I brought you here to help you.”

“Help me?” Gina paled when she remembered what had happened last night.

She thought she was drunk and slept with a gigolo by accident, but it turned out to be Frank’s fault!

And since she was not immune to drugs, it went without saying for Helen!

She shrieked maniacally right then, “What did you do to Helen?!”