The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Even as Kat continued, she kept her eyes outside the window, as she was obviously embarrassed. "I even ran away without a care, as I've always done... Sorry. I'll listen from now on and stay home, alright?" Frank was actually unaccustomed to her being so well-behaved.

Moreover, her nature as the spiritron vein was more or less well-hidden. Even if most martial elites had her, they would not really see it unless they were as knowledgeable as Frank in medicine.

After some thought, Frank said, "When you get back to Zamri, go to Vicky and Helen and get some paperwork done to move the showbiz company in Riverton to Zamri. I'll be investing in equipment and human resources-we won't just be a talent management company, but we'll also be a producer of motion pictures and music albums."

Seeing Kat's jaw dropping, he chuckled, "What are you looking at me for? I have that much influence anyway. Also, you and Noel York will be jointly managing the company together-just remember my cut when you start turning a profit." "Okay! I love you, Master Lawrence"

Kat exclaimed excitedly, leaning in to give Frank a firm smooch on the cheek.

She was certainly surprised that Frank would approve of her ambition now, and even getting actively involved!

"Impudent brat," Frank snapped as he wiped the drool off his cheek, though he was happy to fulfill Kat's ambition too.

At present, his goal was to establish a base in Zamri, and he was not about to allow a rival faction to have their fingers in the pie.

That was also how he could protect Helen and the others as much as possible.

But even as he thought that, he suddenly felt his car lurch.

Kat, riding shotgun, almost hit her head on the windshield.

"What the hell?!" she exclaimed in shock as she glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that a blue Lamborghini had collided squarely on the back of Frank's rented BMW.

And Frank had properly parked the car, meaning that it was the Lamborghini that rear-ended them.

Nonetheless, a man whose clothes were a mess and with stubble all over his face alighted.

He stank of alcohol and was kicking the BMW's door while mumbling and cursing, "Fucking... Blind fool... Parking car here! Get down!" Seeing how rude he was, Frank remained impassive as he alighted.

He stood before the drunkard, staring him in the eye as he spoke quietly, "You're drunk driving and rear-ended my car, and you're blaming me?"

The man grabbed Frank by the collar right then. "Who do you think you are?! This is a highway! You can't stop here!"

"Open your eyes," Frank snapped, shoving him away. "This is a parking spot, and you're attacking me when you crashed into me drunk?!" "Hey! What do you think you're doing?!"

A woman whose clothes were

equally messy like the men's got out of the Lamborghini too, rushing at, Frank and pointing at him and snapping, "Do you know who he is?!Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

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Crown Company! How dare you

push him around!"

Her outburst left Frank laughing despite himself.

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"Do your eyes grow on your ass?!" he snapped coldly. "I don't care about Crown Company or whoever you are. Wait here while the authorities come do you really think you have the right of reason, rear-ending another car while drunk driving?"