The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 247

Cindy strode through the front door just then, carrying shopping bags of various sizes.

"Where have you been, Cindy?" Gina asked.

Cindy grinned. "Shopping—talk to you later, Aunt Gina. I'm busy."

However, just before she headed upstairs, she spotted the red diamond necklace on the tea table.

"Woah!" she exclaimed as she put down her shopping bags and ran straight for the necklace, picking it up. "This is a red diamond, isn't it?"

"Naturally." Gina smiled smugly. "It's worth over twenty million dollars."

At those words, Cindy brazenly sling it around her neck and asked Gina, "Does it look good on me, Aunt Gina?"

Gina had an awkward look on her face right then. "Oh, uh… Yeah."

"Lend it to me for a couple days then." Cindy giggled.

Gina frowned right then. "Chris gave it to Helen. It's not really good if you wear it—I can buy you something else if you really like it."

Peter snorted in disdain beside her. "Take it off right now. It's not yours."

Cindy leveled a wounded look at Helen right then, though she soon had an idea.

"Oh, it's yours, Helen?" she exclaimed, suddenly clinging on Helen's arm. "Y'know, I've never won something so amazing… And you're not going to wear it anyway, so why not lend it to me for a couple of days?"

"Take it off," Helen said, frowning. "I'm going to return it to Chris."

"Why return something this good?" Cindy leveled her a look of bemusement and thought about it. "Just let me use it for a couple days anyway—you can give it back when Chris visits again."

"What…" Helen was left speechless.

Her cousin was so thick-skinned!

Since her coaxing did not work on Helen, Cindy promptly made a wounded look again and hugged Gina's arm. "Come on, Aunt Gina. Your family's rich now—surely you're willing to lend me a little necklace, right? It's not like I'm taking it for myself."

Gina scratched her head. "Fine, fine… You can borrow it for a couple days."

"Thank you so much, Aunt Gina! You're the best!"

"Having dinner?"

"Yeah."

"Come join me," Frank invited.

Fred thought about it and ordered a fruit crepe before sitting opposite Frank.

"You work nearby?" Frank asked.

Frank nodded. "Yeah. My office is closed… Though I'm surprised you would frequent a snack bar like this one, Mr. Lawrence. "

In Fred's mind, only grunts such as himself would eat at snack bars like this.

If anything, it was curious that someone with power and money like Frank would come here.

Frank chuckled. "Oh, we're all just ordinary citizens, aren't we? What's the difference in where we eat?"