The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage romance Capítulo 924

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Helen giggled. "We can meet up at Springhill Hotel if you're not busy. It's in South Morhen."

"Sure." Frank hung up and hopped into the Maserati that Hux Darman gave him before speeding off.

Arriving at Springhill Hotel soon enough, Frank found Helen dressed sharply in a business suit.

Gina Zonda was seated beside her, while Luna Lane and a man Frank did not recognize sat opposite.

His suit was branded, and his hair was greasy and his skin fair—obviously someone who came from money.

"Come on! Like I said, there won't be any issues if we gave Cato the subcontract. What are you worried about?!"

Luna happened to be complaining loudly when Frank arrived, drawing much attention.

"Frank, over here." Helen beckoned enthusiastically.

Gina pursed her lips when she saw Frank, but she could not say anything since they were in public.

On the other hand, Luna was a lot less polite, pointing at Frank as she snapped, "What's he doing here? Who told him to come?"

"I did." Helen nodded calmly, taking a sip of her drink. "He's my husband. Is there a problem with him being here?"

"Hmph." Luna snorted, clearly unable to stand Frank.

"Helen, aren't you going to introduce us?" Cato McCoy smiled politely at Frank.

"More or less." Gina smiled and rubbed her nose awkwardly.

"Yeah. I'd have a couple of patients each year, so it's really easy." Frank chuckled.

"Don't listen to them, Cato," Luna snapped, rolling her eyes and not playing along. "He is a bum. Private practice? That's bullshit."

"Oh…" Cato nodded in understanding and smiled at Frank. "How about working at my company? You don't need any skill—just a driving license will do. I can pay you ten grand each month, how about that?"

"Ten grand?" Frank raised a brow.

It was generous pay for a chauffeur, but it was beneath Frank, who shook his head. "No, thanks. I'm good. I have no plans to change jobs at the moment."

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