The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 684

"Yes, Mr. Lawrence." Trevor agreed to it right away without asking any questions.

Frank then returned to his Maybach to find it congested, with the ladies arguing endlessly on who got to ride shotgun.

Eventually, Winter triumphed, not because Vicky or Helen actually lost, but because neither woman could stand the thought of the other riding shotgun.

"Hmph. I've ridden shotgun with my darling many times anyway," Vicky huffed, folding her arms before her chest.

"Who's your darling? How brazen," Helen snapped, her ice-like beauty persona long forgotten.

"Oh, just stop it already…" Frank was left rubbing his brow—his days of peace were long gone.

"I won't be going back to Skywater Bay," Kiki said, standing outside the car and waving him goodbye. "The Soranos have given up on me after Hubert Sorano's death, and I can live the way I want to now."

"Are you going to be alright?" Frank frowned, somehow worried.

"Don't worry. Vicky has my back!" Kiki grinned and winked at Vicky, while Vicky smiled in turn.

"Then take care." Frank nodded. "You can still give me a shout if you run into trouble again."

"Sure." Kiki smiled as she parted ways with them.

Even as Frank drove back to Riverton, listening to the ladies squabble in the back, he somehow found cheer instead of annoyance.

Sage Lake Sect was no longer a threat after this. Even their sect chief Dahok Ocean made it clear that they were all at Frank's disposal if he just said the word.

As for Quinn, she was taken to the sect after avenging her father under Dahok's grooming. If there were no surprises, she might well become the next sect chief.

"Hey, bum." She smiled. "I see that you're restless from too much free time… and I have a job for you."

While her smile was rare before, Frank was getting used to it recently, since she was in a perpetual good mood ever since she moved into Skywater Bay.

Shrugging, he said, "Just cut to the chase. Honestly, you talk like Vicky these days."

"Huh…?"

Helen's smile stiffened, and she frowned as she wondered if Frank was right.

She eventually sighed because he was indeed right—Vicky was having an influence over her since they had been hanging out a lot lately.