The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



Frank chuckled. "And what can you do aside from archaeology?"

"Punching and kicking!" Sylvie retorted.

"Alright, keep going!"

"That's all... wait, there's one more! I have good eyes, and the people I like would never humiliate me!"

Frank laughed in amusement, just as Jada came up to him. "Let's drink to your health, Mr. Frankton."

He was both her boss and master, so she had to at least salute her once, if only just to leave a good impression.

Frank smiled. "I'll be counting on your help."

They clinked glasses, and Jada chugged hers, coughing after she did. Since she was in a high position and social drinking was unnecessary for her, she was not used to it now.

"That's not like you, Ms. Turin," Alda teased. "You should be a tougher girlboss."

"You're joking, Ms. Ingram." Jada smiled. "I'm only human, so it's natural that there are things I'm bad at. I hope everyone understands!"

"It's alright." Sylvie nodded cheerfully. "We're all friends-don't worry about it."

Jada smiled but said nothing-she could certainly be friends with Sylvie and the other girls, but she would still have to maintain proper manners when she was around Frank.

A waiter entered, looking flustered just then. "I'm sorry, Ms. Turin, but there are people outside threatening to wreck your car!"

"What?!" Jada glowered and hurried downstairs, where she found a dozen thugs encircling her Rolls-Royce outside.

They were not doing anything, however, and merely stood in formation around it, seemingly waiting for her.

"Go on, do it. That, or y'all are bitches." Jada smirked, already able to tell that they were sent by Urich.

They looked more concerned than intimidating and were sharp enough to understand they would have to pay if they actually wrecked Jada's car.

As such, none of them actually went through with it. In fact, when they saw Jada arriving, they simply gave a warning "Ms. Turin, our boss told us to send a message-you're way out of line, and he won't let this slide. Just watch your back from now on."

With that, they were ready to turn and leave, only for Jada to cut them off. "Hold it! You show up here and threaten to wreck my car, and you think you can just leave? Do look like a saint to you?"

Seeing her furious visage, the thugs were actually afraid.

Still, one of them mustered his courage and snapped, "Don't push it, Jada Turin! Never attack a beacon its tof, as they say, or our boss will kill you!"

"Kill me?" Jada smirked. "Who? Urich Hampton?"

And with those words, she leapt up and seized the thug by the throat, pulling him toward her before hitting him in the belly with her knee!

The thug's eyes rolled up in their sockets as he fainted, while the others traded glances.

Though they had already heard that Jada could fight, they doubted that she could handle a group of men alone... but it turned out that it was all true! "Now run along and tell Urich to come see me if he has a pair." Jada snorted. "What's so impressive about hiding? Go, now!"

The thugs were terrified and promptly turned and fled.

Sylvie, who had just rushed to the scene, was left applauding. "That's Ms. Turin for you! That's some sweet moves!"

Jada simply smiled at her while walking up to Frank. "I'm sorry for ruining the party, Mr. Frankton. But don't worry, I'll sort out this mess in a day." Frank shrugged. "It's alright. I entrusted the matter to you, so I won't blame you even if you messed up."

Jada smiled but said nothing.noveldrama