Login via

The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1126

With those words, Glen turned toward Jet and said, "Gather the blackguards and go to Waver Street with Frank. We need to be serious about this."

Frank would rather work alone, but he was not familiar with Morhen and had to agree to Glen's suggestion.

Soon, the blackguards were sortied and departed.

However, Waver Street was very far from Turnbull Estate, and it was night by the time they arrived.

It was certainly a lively place, where people freely mingled, even going at it in the alley.

Curses, cheers, and jeers could be heard from any corner, and Frank actually stood out like a sore thumb.

He split up with Jet before walking down the street as agreed.

"Hey, handsome. Wanna hang out?" A flamboyantly dressed woman stood out in the street, winking at Frank with a cigarette between fingers.

"Come on in! Our ladies are the best!" A middle-aged woman beckoned at Frank.

"Sorry, I'll pass," Frank said, having no interest, and shook his head as he sidestepped them.

At the same time, he was grumbling under his breath, "The perfume from the letter…"

He thought that it would be easy to track down the sender with the distinct perfume on the letter, but the pungent scent of perfumes was everywhere along Waver Street.

It also left him especially annoyed that Vicky would definitely be harassed if she showed up here.

And he was not with her on top of that…

"Quit speaking in riddles," Frank said sternly, whipping out the letter between his fingers as he demanded coolly, "You wrote this letter, didn't you? 'Come find me if you want to save your father.'"

Even as Frank leveled an icy glare at the woman, she simply held out a hand invitingly. "Hehe… You really have a sharp nose, handsome, tracking me down from so far away."

Frank inadvertently glanced at her cleavage just then—she seemed to be squeezing her breasts together deliberately as she bowed slightly forward while keeping her calm smile.

Silent for a moment, Frank eventually sat down at one of the booth seats.

"I'll be frank. I'd rather not entertain you…"

The woman brought a bottle of wine and sat nonchalantly in front of Frank, pouring a full glass which she slid up to Frank. "But there's no helping it. You're just so adorable, like you're tailor made for yours truly! I really can't lie to you…"

Despite being unable to see her face because of the white veil, Frank could imagine her mischievous smile beneath it.

Reading History

No history.

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage