The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 360

As Robert sighed in disappointment, Yara actually thought his words made sense.

Who knew if she perhaps really had a shot?

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Meanwhile, Vicky told Frank as she drove, "There's really more to you than meets the eye, Frank."

Frank smiled. "What do I have to hide from you?"

"Don't even start. You know who Hans Schnee is and his position. Why was he absolutely respectful to you?"

"I saved his father before," Frank replied flatly.

"I don't believe you."

Frank shrugged. "Can't do anything about that."

Vicky wanted to hit his face right then. "Fine, then one last question—can you hold your own against the elites of Morhen?"

"Who, those pushovers? The Four Families of Morhen are no match for me at my peak," Frank declared confidently.

"That's pushing it, don't you think?" Vicky shot him another skeptical glare.

The main branch of her family was one of the four, and she had met the martial elites from each family.

Those geezers' strengths were eerie, to say the least.

On the other hand, she would think the world of Frank if he could actually stop one of them… but he was saying that he could take them all on?

"Like I said, at my peak," Frank repeated just then.

"Tch."

Vicky clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes, convinced that he was boasting.

Helen entered soon enough, and Vicky greeted her warmly. "Long time no see, Ms. Lane. Please take a seat."

Helen wore a white camisole under a black cropped jacket, matched with a pair of loose leggings.

She rarely put on makeup, but she had some on now. One could call it feminine rivalry, as she would do so whenever she had to meet Vicky.

"I came to hold up my end of our bargain," Helen said bluntly.

Vicky had agreed to stop paying Frank's bills, if Helen could pay her 200 million.

And with the project finalized and the revenue finalized, Helen came to her with a check of that amount.

Vicky took the check, studied it and sighed. "I'm surprised—you're really willing to pay this much to bail Frank out?"

Helen frowned. "That's my money, Ms. Turnbull. You don't get to tell me how to use it."