The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 293

Frank stared at Marian as she flirted at him like a skank, and he sighed. "Get along with Fred, and I'll make your life better—or better than it is now, at least. But if all you can think about is riding men on your way to the top, I'd rather you stay away from him."

Marian never expected Frank to be impervious, completely ignoring her advances!

"So pretentious…" She snorted. "No one would be the wiser if neither of us talk about it, y'know?"

Seeing that she was completely unrepentant, Frank growled, "Get out of my sight."

"What?" Marian did not expect that from him either.

Nonetheless, Fred arrived at the doorway, and Marian promptly jumped away from Frank.

"Oh, what are you doing here, Marian? Mr. Summer is here," Fred said.

Marian's anger faded from his face right then, replaced by delight as she exclaimed, "Oh, Mr. Summer's here? Well, where is he?"

With those words, they both left the staircase.

Frank followed them back to Carol's ward and found a middle-aged man in a suit.

"Thanks for coming, Mr. Summer." Marian quickly went up to him, her charm turned on in full.

Brock Summer quickly asked, "Marian, Fred. How's Madam Zims doing?"

"Her heart conditioning relapsed," Fred said. "Apologies for worrying you."

"Come on, what are you saying?" Brock said somberly. "You're my employee—of course I'd care when you're in trouble."

Fred was absolutely flabbergasted to hear that and thanked him repeatedly. "Thank you so much, Mr. Summer…"

Brock then glanced at Winter. "Ah, Winter. You must be a sophomore now, yes? You can come work for me alongside your brother here when you graduate—I'll arrange for a high-paying job for you when the time comes."

While he still desired Winter more, it would be even better if he could have both.

Brock spread his arms pompously just then. "I have contacts here in Riverton City Hospital. I'll have your mother transferred to a better ward soon."

Fred could hardly believe it. "T-That's unnecessary. That's very expensive."

"Oh, it's just spare change. What's important is for Madam Zims to get better soon."

"Ah… Well, thank you, Mr. Summer." Fred bowed, humble to the bone.

"Oh, stop it. I'll go make a call now," Brock said and strode out of the ward.

Marian blinked before hurrying after him.

Even as Brock headed straight to the men's room and let himself have a cigarette, he was suddenly a lot less pompous than before.