The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

"Fuck! I can't take it anymore!"

Chet huffed as he kicked open Urian's office door.

He immediately saw Urian standing inside motionlessly, sweating all over his brow, as well as the eternally bewitching Noel on the couch.

"Hehehe..."

Chet licked his lips and flashed a sleazy smile, Urian's earlier words instantly forgotten as he stared fixedly at Noel's cleavage. "Ms. York, I'm here for you." "Is that so?"

Somehow, Noel was neither panicking nor hesitant despite Chet's sleazy smile, even smiling at him in turn. "You've really kept me waiting."

"Kept you waiting?"

Chet did a double take and soon laughed. "So you were interested in me too... I guess I shouldn't have bothered preparing!"

While he laughed maniacally, Grom entered and saw Noel immediately and was taken aback.

Behind him, one of the other Lionheart martial elites saw his strange reaction and quickly asked, "What's wrong, Grom?"

Grom ignored him, however, and strode up to grab Chet by the arm, exclaiming in shock, "That's why you called us here? Noel York, Draconia's top actress?" Chet rolled his eyes at him. "Why else would I bring garbage like you?"

"She... She's..."

Grom was left grimacing.

He was aware of some insider information, including the fact that Noel was working closely with Lanecorp recently!

Moreover...

Grom glanced at the smiling man, seated on the office armchair, finding him familiar by the second.

"Fuck off! I wouldn't have called you here if I knew Ms. York was interested-what a waste of my time."

Chet bellowed just then, shaking off Grom and strøde toward Noel, rubbing his hands and smiling as he reached her, "Well then... Ms. York, shall we talk someplace else? Let's go to Moonview Hotel-it's a nice place, and we could take a break there..."

"Hehe..."

Noel said nothing and simply turned toward Frank with a smile. "Eh?"

It was only then that Chet noticed the strange vibe in the room.

After all, Urian-the owner of this place was standing tamely at a corner like a lackey.

On the other hand, the man who was supposedly just Noel's bodyguard sat behind Urian's desk with his legs resting on it nonchalantly, even smiling at Chet.

"W-What's going on here?"

The weird situation in the office left Chet confused despite his flaring libido.

When he turned to get answers from Urian, however, the man kept his head down, playing dumb and refused to look up at him.

"Speak up! I'm asking you a question here!"

Incensed, Chet slapped Urian across the face.

However, even as the man stumbled backward, he still kept his head down as he shrunk to a corner, afraid to breathe a word.

Even as Chet realized that something was really wrong here, Frank was clapping from the armchair before he could say a word.

"Hahaha..." He laughed as he

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