The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Vicky giggled at the thought.

Ten minutes later, and after washing up, Frank appeared in Helen's office punctually to give his usual daily report.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

However, Helen kept staring distractedly at Frank's crotch, which Vicky noticed to her amusement, hiding a giggle.

Even Frank was getting the creeps from Helen's stare, but he dutifully finished his report. "Our health and security department now has complete control over Zamri's underbelly, so you don't have to worry about safety. Our people will update us on anything that happens."

"Oh..."

Helen came to her senses a long while after Frank finished, nodding. "In that case, your safe period... Wait, I mean your health and security department..."

However, Helen's mistake clearly revealed her thoughts, and Vicky was laughing so hard that she teared up.

Even Frank had to step back awkwardly.

As for Helen, her usual ice-queen demeanor was nowhere to be seen as she flushed and lay sprawled over her desk, murmuring, "Just kill me already..."

"Alright, alright." Vicky stopped giggling, clapping her on the shoulder since she looked like she was keen to continue working. "Don't worry. Nothing happened between us." "Really?"

Seeing Helen look up hopefully, Vicky smiled mischievously as she breathed lengthily. "Just kidding."

As Helen's expression stiffened, Frank snapped in wry amusement. "Vicky."

Vicky pouted and shrugged. "Fine, I was just messing with you, Ms. Lane. I was in Frank's room for only ten minutes-nothing happened in that time."

However, Helen glanced at Frank and then at the smiling Vicky, clearly skeptical.

"Ten minutes..." Frank pursed his lips, but he could not feign ignorance when his masculine dignity was on the line.

Looking around and ensuring that it was just him, Helen and Vicky in the office, he cleared his throat and said, "That's right, Helen. After all is said and done, I think I'd last an hour. You can doubt my character, but can't doubt my ability..."

"Fine, fine! I get it! Let's just stop talking about this!"

Helen flushed up to her ears and shook her head repeatedly as if to clear her head, muttering to herself "Whatever happened happened, it's not like I would mind if it

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happened. Who comes first or last is all the same..."

Vicky's mischievous nature spiked as Helen muttered to herself as if chanting a mantra, and she leaned in to breathe into Helen's ear, "Well, that's agreed then. When the

opportunity arises, let's testel?

him and

see if he lasts an hour..."

"Hngh..."

Utterly deflated, Helen buried her face in her hands as she leaned on her desk and whimpered like a little girl.

"Huh..." Frank was about to say something but ultimately shook his head he would be putting himself in her crosshairs if he said anything now.

As such, he quietly backed out and closed the door behind him as he left Helen's office when he felt someone crashing on his back.

"Eh? Ah, Mr. Lawrence! I was just looking for you!"

Lily the secretary adjusted her glasses, carrying stacks of documents in her arms. "Ms. Lane's brother is downstairs. He's not in a good shape, but he insisted on meeting you."

"Helen's brother? Peter?" Frank was taken aback.