The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92 

Frank did not even look the security guard’s way as he stretched out his palm, slapping him across. 

the face! 

The man felt like his face had been hit by a truck, and his entire six foot two frame tumbled to the 

floor with a loud thud! 

“Oof…” Everyone gasped–the kid was quite strong! 

“Shit…” The burly security guard was in a daze but soon scrambled to his feet and glared at Frank.” 

Get him!” 

The other b*dyguards started to charge at Frank, when someone behind them shouted, “What is going on here?!” 

Frank turned to see a woman over five feet tall, wearing a white coat and a pair of gold rimmed glasses striding toward them. 

Her skin was fair, her figure even–she was no world–class beauty, but a rare one nonetheless. 

It was none other than Janet Zimmer, Dan’s granddaughter. 

The assistant from before hurried to her when he saw her. “Ms. Zimmer, someone was causing a 

scene.” 

Janet turned toward Frank suspiciously and demanded, “Who are you?” 

“I’m Frank Lawrence,” he replied, seeing that management had arrived. “I would like to meet Dan Zimmer–please help me call for him.” 

“You’re Frank Lawrence?” Janet exclaimed in surprise. 

“You know me?” Frank was puzzled–was he really that famous in Riverton? 

“Of course,” Janet replied. “A Mr. Henry Lane arranged for a job for you. You never came, so I thought you found work.” 

Frank realized with a start–that was the work Henry mentioned before. 

So Dan was an old comrade of Henry’s, although Henry had never told him. 

“Let’s talk at the back,” Janet told him.. 

Frank nodded while shooting the assistant a look. 

The assistant was now completely humbled, taken by shock that Frank actually knew Janet. 

The man could have mentioned that before! 

Frank finally released him and headed to the tearoom at the back with Janet, who asked in curiosity,” So, have you made up your mind to start work here in Flora Hall?” 

Frank shook his head. “No, you misunderstand–I came to get some medicinal ingredients, including the Skyfresh Vine. It’s very important, so I’d like you to sell it to me 

Janet was taken aback but soon suniled. “I’m afraid I can’t decide on that matter, Mr. Lawrence. Skyfresh Vines are worth dozens of millions, and they have long since been taken off the shelf. If it’s urgent, you could ask my grandfather directly.”