Ch. 1161..1170

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1161-Frank left Turnbull Estate alone the next day.

He never told anyone where he was going as he drove alone to a mansion in the outskirts of Morhen.

The mansion was modest in size but stood in the middle of a small forest-a quiet and clean environment far removed from the bustling city.

Frank's heart calmed considerably just from seeing it, and he stepped through the front door to find a faint tea fragrance wafting from the drawing room.

An ancient, familiar voice spoke from the door. "Ah, you're here." "Yeah," Frank replied as he strode in to see his father, the Lord of the Southern Woods, seated primly.

"You should sit." A pretty silhouette appeared out of nowhere with another cup of tea, putting it respectfully on the opposite end where Godwin Lawrence was seated.

Frank turned to see that it was none other than Silverbell, and he wanted to thank her for protecting Walter Turnbull but could not. All he did was nod and sit opposite his father.

Godwin was blowing on his tea before taking a sip before leveling a troubled stare at him. "So, you're done with the Turnbull affair?' "Turnbull affair?" Frank paused just as he was taking a sip of his tea, frowning at Godwin. "Are you saying you're the one who protected Walter?" "Heh." Godown chuckled, but he could well have been admitting it.

Then, he asked yet another unprecedented question. "What do you think about Draconia?" "What do I think?" Frank murmured in surprise but shook his head after sthought. "I was an apprentice at Mystic Sky Sect before hiding in Riverton to recover. I don't know anything about the factions and rules of the ga country."

Godwin nodded in silence at his honestly. "Alright. You can go after you finish your tea." "What?" Frank stared at him, incredulous.

He thought his father would take opportunity to tell him about state of f the country, the playerthe unwritten rules. Conten englishSW and Either that, or recounting the old days since Godwin had said his days were numbered.

But he only summoned him so formally just for tea? Godwin smiled faintly in turn. "What, is the tea bad?" "No." Frank took another sip despite his confusion, relishing the sweet aftertaste that followed the bitter flavor.

His unease considerably from just a sip, and Gown could see him et calming down. He recounted With nostalgial and realization, "Your mother always madethat tea, and quote, 'it dispels the fire inside and clears the mind." Clang.

Frank sprang to his feet at the mention of his motkergtaringcoldly at. Gadwih in long silence.

Gowin, however, waved her off. "It's fine, Silverbell. He's stubborn but not stupid.

..Then, lowerin@histeyes. he growled) "You'can go now, son."

Frank finally gave in to his curiosity and frowned. "You calledhere just for tea?!"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1162-Frank finally gave in to his curiosity and frowned. "You calledhere just for tea?!"

He had thought a lot about his father along the way here, that pleading look in his eyes and claiming that his days were numbered…

"What, is there a problem?" Godwin smiled after having another sip of his tea.

"Silverbell brews good tea. You can ask her to brew it for you from now on."

"Whatever!" Frank sniffed and turned to leave.

He really thought his father would at least explain himself, but he once again treated him like a child as he always did, saying nothing.

Silverbell watched as she left and turned worriedly toward Godwin. "Is this really alright?" "What's not alright?" Godwin smiled and took another sip of his tea.

"Don't worry-I've left everything to him that I should, and as they say, ignorance is bliss. If I tell him anything now, he'd be storming our enemy's doorstep and just get himself killed." "Yeah." Silverbell nodded in agreement despite her conflict, since she knew very well what Frank's temper was like. Godwin nodded too. "Good. Now tellabout your mission-what was the news from the Martial Alliance…?" Frank was a little upset as he left the mansion, when his phone started to ring.

"Frank? Are you in Morhen?" Helen asked over the phone.

"Yeah," Frank replied calmly after composing himself.

"What are you doing there? Did Vicky drag you over there?" Helen sounded a little jealous, which improved Frank's mood considerably as hen chuckled. "A friend had a title trouble, si was helping out." "A friend?

Letguess-last n Turnbull, nice body, and always calls you darling? So that's why you were in such a hurry.

Hmph!" Frank chuckled awkwardly, though it was good since Helen was in the mood for jokes. "Can't get anything past you, huh?" "Of course, Helen replied smugly.

"I'm the board chairwoman of Lanecorp, after all. Anyway, it'sthat you're in Morhen-helpsign a contract." Content belongs to SwFrank saluted her. "Don't worry, boss. I'll do it as best as I can, no matter what difficult mission it is!"

"Quit being glib." Helen pouted, and continued sternly, "This is serious.

you'll be meeting the client in South Morhen, and I know for a fact that she's beautiful, so don't get any ideas!" "What, are you doubting me?"

Frank clapped his chest audibly.

"Don't worry. I won't fall for her no matter what she does." "Why does that sound so unreliable to me?"

Helen asked suspiciously. "Whatever.

I guess l'll take the trip." "Ahem. Now that would be a eli mistake, Helen,"

Frank said solemnly, "You can question my attitude, but you shouldn't question my integrity. Just think about it-how many women in Draconia can match your beauty?

And you think l'd give up on the one I have for snew flame?" Helen finally giggled at that. "Nice words. I wonder who taught you to be so slick…"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1163-Clearing her throat, Helen said, "I'll send you the address. You can head over now. Remember, you're signing the contract, but only after the video conference is over. Do you understand?" "Yep," Frank nodded, then turned to glance at the serene mansion and sighed.

It turned out that he traveled all this way for tea…

Still, he did not drag his feet and drove to the address Frank gave him in his Maybach.

When he entered the designated cafe half an hour later, he found a familiar face right then and was stunned. "You're the one from Waver Street…" It was indeed

Clarity, wearing a tight black skirt and a blouse with a low neckline and taking a sip of her coffee elegantly.

Her red lips parted in a smile when she saw Frank, and she licked her finger as she breathed charmingly, "I'm surprised we meet again so soon, handsome."

Frank was not flinching but was merely surprised.

He looked around, but as she was the only customer, Clarity must be the client.

As Frank walked over to her and sat down, Clarity smiled at her laptop. "Fufu.

He's here… And it seems we're acquainted." Helen was on screen, taking a sip of her coffee in her office, raising a brow at Clarity's words.

"That's not all Clarity smiled teasingly, resting her chin on her hands while glancing at Frank. "We had a good night, and I don't mind mentioning that your boyfriend is really strong, Ms. Lane. I was. satisfied." Frank blinked at Clarity's ambiguous wording, but before he could explain, Helen was snorting and shaking.her head. know him better than everyone, Ms. Clarity. If you intend to drive us apart, it won't work" "Really?" Clarity gasped in surprise since Helen did not fall for her ploy.

Frank breathed a sigh of relief, praising Helen inwardly, though he expected nothing less from the woman who caught his eye. "5h?"

That was when he felt something bushing against his leg and looked down to see Clarity's black thigh highs on his own leg. His eyes widened as he exclaimed, "What are you doing?!" Clarity simply calmly gave her a flirty gaze, and even Frank had to admit right then she did not lose out to Helen or Vicky.

Even if she had a veil on that kept her appearance before, shg was atready a match fanany goddess with her curvaceous figure.

Now that her perfect face was bare with veil, Frank found her f skin and dark hairlaworking Overbet contrast with her blouse and heels. * Privacy

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1164-The beauty mark beneath Clarity's eye only added to her charm. In fact, not many men would be able to resist her. "What's wrong, Frank?" Helen seemed to sense that something was wrong on the screen and frowned slightly. "It's nothing." Frank shook his head, reluctant to let it go or Helen would definitely get jealous and misunderstand. Still, despite his antsy attitude, he was not about to play along to Clarity's tune.

He understood that the more beautiful a woman was, the more dangerous they would be.

Likewise, she was definitely up to something if she appeared very interested in someone.

And the fact that Clarity cto him twice so enthusiastically made it clear it was no coincidence, and she was planning something.

Meanwhile, Helen opened a presentation file on the other end, introducing her project with a professional script.

"Ms. Clarity, we've drawn up plans and blueprints for the resort you asked for.

Do take a look…" The exchange took less than ten minutes, and it was clear that Helen was a top-level professional.

Still, while Clarity appeared to be satisfied, her feet continued to brush against Frank's under the table, along his calves and up to his thigh.

The delicate sensation left Frank flinching, and he leveled an angry glare at her.

Clarity, however, was not even looking at him she was watching the screen, smiling and clapping. "Well done, Ms. Lane. Your plans are well written and detailed, so I'm really impressed. I'll invest three billion dollars in the project, with one to be wired tonight." "Eh?" Helen appeared surprised. "This is a major transaction, Ms. Clarity. Don't you need tto sleep on it?" "Nope," Clarity replied, flashing a professional smile at Helen even as she continued to play footsie with Frank. "Though to be honest, mainly trust Mr. Lawrence-his women won't be pushovers." "I see…" Helen sighed in relief on the screen, though Frank could see the warning glare and exasperation flashing in Helen's eyes.

"By the way, Ms. Lane…" Clarity said, licking coffee off her lips as she winked at Frank. "I'd like to borrow Mr. Lawrence for half a day to satisfy my personal…

interests." She was basically ignoring Helen's presence now, even rubbing her feet on Frank's thighs.

Frank kept a straight face as he sighed and turned away, feigning ignorance to stop her 'assault'.

However, Clarity did not give up, even brushing, her feet on his groin now.

"Hey!" Frank shot her a glare, unable to avoid her.

Clarity gave up on pretenses too, leaning forward so that her cleavage was baredin fulf, her gaze suddenly distant.

She was breathing heavily even as she adjusted herself to an alluring pose, smiling bewitchingly. Have you forgotten, Mr Lawrence? 1 remembered going all the waySve Zam to see you, but you've forgottenalready… And you never cto the masquerade ball at Twin Lions.

Hotel.

…"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1165-Helen, however, could hear Clarity's immodest voice on the other end and snapped, "What?! What are you doing over there, Frank?" "Wait, that was you?!" Frank was flinching as he remembered-so that was why he found Clarity so familiar. She was the companion of one of the bigwigs attending the bid event in Zamri! She had invited him to a masquerade ball, but he thought nothing of it since he was not interested.

And now, she actually showed up here in Morhen…

"What do you want?" he snapped, glaring sharply at Clarity even as he caught her foot.

Clarity gasped. "Oh, you're hurting me… I mean, it's not like I hate it, but are we really doing this in front of so many people?" As she turned pointedly elsewhere, Frank turned to find that other guests had arrived at the cafe and were staring at them.

It would certainly look like they were getting frisky, with Frank holding her leg.

"Tut, tut… Men these days are real pigs…" "No way, doing it in public? How immodest…" "Mommy, what is that man doing?" a little girl asked innocently.

"Don't look," the mother said and shielded her eyes.

"Frank, what's going on over there?" Helen pressed anxiously on the other end.

"I… It's nothing." Frank sighed, having no choice but to turn to the screen while letting go of Clarity's foot. "It's just…" "H-He…" Before Frank could explain himselfhowever, Clarity was pouting miserably. "Ms. Lane, your boyfriend was playing footsie while we were talking, even catching my leg." "What?!" Helen's eyes widened in disbelief.

Frank did what?! Frank was dumbstruck too-how shameless could that woman get?! And she was clearly here to cause trouble! On the other hand, Helen calmly and seriously said, "No, Frank isn't like that. You may be my client, Ms Clarity, but slander Frank and I will be the first to side with him. "Oh, Helen!

IWaiter?" Clarity raised a hand, beckoning at a waiter so that he.

stood in front of the lapdop." Go on.

Tell her if that man was molesting me." "I…" The waiter was left stammering awkwardly.

You're the best!" Frank was on the verge of tears.

"You're doubting me? Alright.

"Speak, or we will call the cops and check the cameras!" Clarity threatened.

"Alright…" The waiter leveled an awkward look at Frank and told Helen meekly, "He was holding the Iddu's leg…

""What?'" Disbelief showed on Helen's face on the screen.

The little girl from before pointed at Frank just then, "Mommy, is he what we call a pervert?" "Shush." The woman silenced.hek and palled her along. "Let's leave already. There's a pervert here!" "Yeah, let's just go!" As the cafe guests all hurried away, Frank was left petrified-it was the first ta girl had ever called him a pervert!

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1166-Shutting the laptop, Frank glared at Clarity. "What the hell do you want?"

"Nothing. I like you, that's all!" Clarity beamed, leaving Frank even more frustrated.

"Hmph." Frank ignored her and turned to leave.

"Hey, wait!" Clarity caught his wrist and flashed an apologetic smile. "Calm down. Don't you want to know who I am, Donn Lawrence?" "What?!" Frank turned right then. "You know my name?! Speak! Who are you?!" "Well…" Clarity shook her head mysteriously. "I'm a displaced vagabond like you." Frank charged his Five-Peat Archaeus right then, ready to attack-since she refused to go along when he was nice, he just had to get tough! But even as Clarity took a step back, she was beaming charmingly. "Oh, calm down! How impatient can

you get? Well, since you're so eager to find out, I guess I can tell you… I go by many names, so which should I tell you? Oh, right." Suddenly, the air around Clarity changed, and the bewitching lady was an Ascendant rank with a death aura swirling around her, smiling faintly. "You can callJuno Enigma." "Juno Enigma…" Frank repeated, before snapping, "Why do you keep approaching me?!" "Because lye taken an interest in you," Juno purred, suddenly that bewitching maiden again as she tapped her red lips. "I'm serious. I swear it."

Content belongs to ŚwHer words left Frank taken aback, surprised that she was serious.

Still, he soon snorted. "Did you think I'm stupid enough to buy your lies?" Juno was clearly upset this time, even shooting Frank an accusing look and snorting.

"You're such a terrible man. Rejecting a beauty like me, and worse of all, suspecting that I have ulterior motives? Don't forget who gave you the information to save Vicky Turnbull-or should I elaborate on what would have happened to her if not for me?" Frank's breath left his lungs, but he had to admit that Juno was right.

"What's in it for you?" he asked, calming down but still wary.

"I just don't want you to be upset." Juno grinned broadly. "As a new mistress, shouldn't I appease the legal wives first?' "What? Hold on…" Frank held up a et hand, caught off guard by Juno's weird logic, though a hunch soon cto mind.

He had no idea what Juno was planning, but he was, sure that she had no ill will of he would have been able to tell.

"You approached Helen with a proposition because.." "Of course." Juno shrugged innocently. "Just currying the favor of the most senior member of the harem." The death aura around Frank dispersed right then.

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The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1167-Frank was weary when he left the cafe and decided that he would absolutely refuse Helen if he had any other similar requests in the future.

Still, he stared at the black Maserati convertible parked outside, while Juno's words echoed in his mind: "Being my enemy does you no good. Acceptlike a good boy, and I will provide you with Draconian information that you desire. Take this piece of information as a show of sincerity-there's an unfinished construction project sitting in the outskirts of Zamri. However, you could ask Ms.

Lane to pick it up, since the government would take it back for demotion in a few days. By then, the value would multiply tenfold!" "Where did you get that information from?" Frank asked right then.

Juno simply flashed him a mysterious smile. "That's a secret, unless you say yes…' As such, once he left the cafe, Frank whipped out his phone to call Trevor Zurich.

"Yes, Mr. Lawrence?" Trevor answered right away, respectful as ever.

"Helplook into this woman named Juno Enigma," Frank said.

"Juno Enigma…?" Trevor sounded a little surprised.

"What, you know her?" || "Just bits and pieces," Trevor replied, uncertain. "She stands at the top of Blackrank, though not by brute strength-she is the top information broker in Draconia. Her services are expensive but always accurate, and her whereabouts are never certain. There have been bounties put on her head, but no one could really find her, which is how she earned her name."

Pausing, Trevor asked tentatively, "Why ask about her, Mr. Lawrence? Could you have seen her in person?" "Yeah." Frank nodded.

It was now not surprising why Juno was so confident-she was both the top Blackrank and the best information broker in Draconia.

Even if Frank had no idea what she was up to, Frank was convinced that it would be no mistake to be wary of her.

Meanwhile, inside the cafe, Juno had her legs crossed as she slowly put on a pair of shades.

She finished her coffee and watched as Frank's Maybach left, smiling.

enigmatically. "We're both vagabonds without a place to call home… Donn."

Content belongs to swErank Stayed the nighta urbull Estate, getting Vicky to remain there to rest and recover while giving her a box of ointment.

The next day, he drove straight to IZamri, intent on clearing the misunderstanding with Helen sinde he could not reach her phone since last night. He headed straight to Lanecorp, only to open Helen's office.

door and find Peter Lane sitting on Helen's armchair.

He was busy using his phone and so engrossed that he was gursing m upinte lligibly trom to time.

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1168-Frank barked, "Where's your sister, Peter Lane?!" Flinching and almost dropping his phone, Peter scowled when he saw that it was Frank.

"I don't know! Don't ask me!" Peter snapped impatiently and returned to his game.

Frank was left annoyed as he watched, especially since Peter had his feet on Helen's desk, his shoes leaving prints on the documents above it.

"Mr. Lawrence?" Lily strode in just then and noticed Frank.

She was Helen's secretary who transferred from Riverton's Lane Holdings, and she pulled Frank aside as she whispered, "Ms. Lane lost her phone last night, and we couldn't find it at all last night. She just left for the hospital to visit her

mother, and she toldto pass the message if you cback while she isn't around."

Frank listened, but noticed Peter peeking at him.

When he turned toward Peter, Peter turned back to his phone, yapping away as if he had been engrossed.

"And what is he doing here?" Frank pointed at Peter.

"Oh… He cin yesterday, and Ms. Lane had him keep an eye on things while she's away, though I'm supposed to call her right away if it's a client." Lily appeared exasperated even as she glanced at Peter-like Cindy, he was clearly the type you could not count on but could not complain about either.

"Which hospital did Helen go to? Is she still there? I'll check on her," Frank said.

That was when Peter suddenly leapt up, flashing a smile at Frank. "Hey brother I recently got myself a girlfriend. Could you help be my wingman?" Brother?

Girlfriend? Frank narrowed his eyes-Peter was behaving weirdly, and there was something fishy about the whole thing.

"I'll pass I need to talk to your sister about work. Which hospital did she go to?"

"She's, uh…" Peter blinked but soon smacked his head and chuckled. "It's on the southern side. Con, I'll drive." Frank only becfurther suspicious since Peter seemed to have his act together but kept his praiseful smile. Soon, they were in a car heading to South Zamri.

However, Peter did not slow down his car even as they sped down the highway, and Peter smacked his head and gasped guiltily, "Oh, bother I'm really not used to Zamri.

We'll have to take a detour toget back." "It's fine." UMS Frank smiled but was already wary inside as he prepared himself for whatever Peter cooked up.

To no surprise, they only drove further away from the highway and the cityancheventually arrived at an abandoned industrial area.

Seeing that Peter was giving up on.

pretenses, Frank followed suit and comered Themant

Weren't we heading to a hospital?

What is this place?? Peter flasheda savage, smile right then? "Haha! I was staying at the office just to stop you!

You're dead meat, Frank Lawrence!"

The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1169-Peter jumped out of the car right then, yelling even as he ran into one of the abandoned factories. "Mr. Jameson! Mr. Jameson! I've lured Frank Lawrence here-tell your boys to kill him!" "Hehe…" A man around sixty strode out of the factory, holding a cigar between his lips and wearing a pinstripe suit.

Frank quickly recognized him-it was Larry Jameson.

He was chatting with Helen back at the Zamri lease bid, and Juno was with him back then. Frank also remembered Helen saying that he was one of Zamri's Three Bears.

And now, Larry breathed a puff of his cigar as he watched Frank alighted, chuckling. "So you're Frank Lawrence, Helen Lane's husband?" "That's right."

Frank strode up and stood before Larry, while shaking his head at Peter, who had quickly hidden himself behind Larry. "I thought you'd improve yourself after leaving Riverton for a while, but it turns out you remain ever despicable."

"Despicable? That still depends on who it is!" Peter sneered. "There's no reason to play nice with a piece of shit like you, and I will take over Lanecorp once Mr.

Jameson is done with you!" Frank nodded-that settled what Peter was planning, and he pointed at Larry. "So you think that he can handle me?" "Hehehe…"

Larry laughed, shaking his head. "Calm down, kid. I can admit that Helen Lane has skill, stealing so many projects fromin days after taking over Lanecorp.

However, Zamri only needs Three Bears… there's no reason for a fourth." He waved his hand, and the factory roller doors opened.

Over fifty armed goons then charged in, surrounding Frank while Larry chuckled. "Word is that you're a martial artist, so I've invited the Hansen brothers, the very best met Zamr'll have you know that they stand at the top of Skyrank, and they are backed up by all my boys here. Make this easy for yourself and surrender now." At his orders, two martial artists-one scrawny and one rotund-leapt down the roof, landing in front of Frank with a loud brank.

Vin Hansen, the scrawny one, was already glaring at Frank in contempt. "Hehe.

We were paid twenty million for this brat?!" Mos Hansen, the scrawny, glared at Frank in contempt.

"True. Could you be mistaken, Mr. Jameson?" Mos Hansen, the rotund brother, asked suspiciously after studying Frank, as he could not sense any pure vigor from Frank. There were only two possibilities here.

The first was that Frank was Ascendant rank, and his abilities outmatched the brothers' senses.

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The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage Chapter 1170-The Hansen brothers' question left Larry frowning in doubt too, and he turned to Peter. "Are you sure he's Frank Lawrence, Helen Lane's husband?" "Yes!"

Peter's eyes were glued to Frank as he sneered. "Don't worry, Mr. Jameson. I'd recognize him anywhere." "You'd better, or you know what's going to happen."

Larry chuckled coolly.

Peter flinched right then but quickly flashed a fawning smile. "What are you saying, Mr. Jameson? Why would I lie to you? I mean, I still owe you ninety million dollars! I'd never lie to you even if it means giving up Lanecorp as collateral, right?" Frank could hear them despite being encircled-it seemed that Peter had betrayed him and Helen because of his debt to Larry. "Scumbag…"

He glowered.

It was as if Helen's family was less than human, and they were intent on squeezing her dry.

"Where's Helen?" Frank demanded, turning toward Larry when he saw that the goons were closing in.

"Oh, you're still worried about your wife? How loving!" Larry laughed sleazily.

"Don't worry-she's safe, tied up to a bed in one of my suburban mansions. I'll show her sproper hospitality once I'm done with you. Still, I must say that she's so hot I almost can't bear to lay a finger on her! Tut, tut, I really wouldn't have a taste if not for her good brother." While Frank scowled at the sixtyish man's despicable attitude, he was still relieved.

Then, he turned toward the Hansen brothers who were rubbing their palms as they strode up to him,saying quietly, "This might be pointless, but word of advice-run before i get started. Training isn't easy, and life is precious. But don't téstas you are now… that's the last piece of advice I'll give you." His threat left the Hansen brothers pausing and trading glances before bursting out in laughter.

Vin stared down Frank even as he stood with his face inches away, smirking.

"Hahaha… Are you daydreaming or something, kid? Did you think we wouldn't know if you can fight? You don't think we can't tell what level you are, do you?

You're bluffing the wrong people!" "Why don't we give you a chance instead?"

Mos cracked his neck audibly. "Kowtow to us ten times each, and we will kill you painlessly. How about that?" "Nah." Frank sighed, shaking his head. "You can't readbecause you're that inferior. If you were even a bit better, you'd know well not to mess with me." Holding up his index finger, he said quietly, "Last chance."

"You have scheek, brat!" Vin punched out at Frank, seeing that he was still talking tough.

It was supposed to crush his arm, so that he would writhe in agony and beg for mercy, while Vin and 11991 would at legst look like they earned their baychecks. Content belongs to SwOtherwise, Larry would most definitely not be paying the twenty million he promised in full if they killed Frank so easily.