The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 1287

"Frank…"

Even as the men tore at Winter's clothes, her eyes lit up in excitement as she watched the door being kicked wide open.

But it was a tanned man with a mean glare, looking around in his thirties, who stood there.

There were more men behind him filing into the room, clearly having helped the man kick the door open.

"Hmph." Ivor Bearson snorted. "You scumbags couldn't wait for the rest of us?"

"Oh… I'm so sorry, Mr. Bearson!"

Sunny promptly flashed a fawning smile, at once standing at attention.

Dean let go of Winter too and moved to stand alongside Jarek like obedient children.

"It's not Frank…"

Winter felt gnawing disappointment inside her, but she soon realized that she always thought of Frank whenever she was in danger.

Was she getting too dependent on him?

Before Winter came to her senses, however, Ivor was in front of him, grinning sleazily as he lifted her chin with a finger.

"Tut, tut… the girls these years really look good. I'll have this one!"