The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 65

Once in the washroom, Sean made a phone call. He must chase Frank away or he would not be getting Helen tonight!

"Hello? Who's this?"

"Zuco, it's me, Sean."

The man's tone became friendly immediately, "Oh, Mr. Wesley! To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Sean promptly gave him the details, and Zuco was soon patting his chest and assuring him, "Don't worry, brother. You just leave this to me."

"Yeah. That's a hundred grand in your account later." Sean smiled. "Don't make me come all this way for nothing."

With that, he hung up and cheerfully returned to his seat.

Gina asked eagerly, "Where have you been, Mr. Wesley?"

"Nowhere. Just went for a bathroom break," Sean said, happily studying Frank for a moment before turning back to Helen, ignoring him. "Helen, I think that bastard is obviously here to piss you off. Let's not lose to them now—let's enjoy ourselves and ignore them."

Gina nodded repeatedly in agreement. "Mr. Wesley's right. Don't get petty with them."

Helen agreed too—there was no reason for her to quarrel with Frank.

As she picked up her glass and chugged it, Sean sneaked out the pill he prepared beforehand and threw it into the whiskey bottle. "Here. Let's get you a refill."

Gina chimed in, "Me too, Mr. Wesley."

Sean frowned. "You shouldn't drink something this strong, ma'am. You're not that young."

Gina waved him off and snatched the bottle. "It's fine. We're all here to celebrate."

They made a beeline for Frank, standing in front of him and barking, "Frank Lawrence, is it?"

Frank frowned. "I am. What's the problem?"

The bald man was none other than Zuco and barked, "You're not welcome here. Get out."

Vicky sprang to her feet right then, snapping, "I paid to be here, and you're telling us to leave? Who do you think you are?!"

Zuco put his hands on his hips and retorted, "I'm the head of security here, and someone informed us that you were causing a scene. Now leave!"

"Informed you? Who?" Vicky snapped, wheeling on Sean. "You?!"

Sean shrugged innocently, even though he called Zuco there. "What are you saying, Ms. Turnbull? I don't know him at all—you must've done something wrong to be asked to leave."