The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"What is it?" Frank asked.

"Those loan sharks have been messing with my dad for so long," Jason said with a huff. "I want to make them pay!"

"What a coincidence." Frank nodded. "I was going to find them too. I even made a loan and got one of their SIM cards. When they come demanding payment, we can just follow them back to their lay." "Well, I'm counting on you."

Jason nodded and grinned. "Let's have a drink-to be honest, I don't know how to thank you!"

Frank was not that shy anyway, and went with Whitney to Jason's home.

Miles was pointing and snapping at his son through tears when he saw him. "You have the cheek to come back?!"

Jason dropped to his knees with a thud, crying, "I'm sorry, Dad! I shouldn't have left you alone for years! Please forgive me!"

As he struck his head audibly on the ground, Miles walked up to stop him.

He was only human, and his son was back anyway.

"How have you been all these years?" he asked. "Did you get full meals? A roof over your head? Were you able to sleep at night? I was so worried..."

"I won't lie-it was difficult at first, Dad..."

Jason smiled in turn. "But I managed to meet good people, and things got better. Don't worry-I'm not leaving now that I have money. I promise to take good care of you from now on." "As long as you're home!" Miles was smiling too.

After they went inside and sat down, Jason asked, "Just rest here. I'll buy food and drinks-no one's leaving until they get drunk!"

"Oh, you don't have to! You just got back-you should spend more time with your dad!"

"That won't do!" Miles huffed, strength returning in his voice with the return of his son. "Don't bother, Just go, Jason!"

After Jason was gone, Frank then

asked, "Mr. Chand, I've been

meaning to ask you something, and

I think I have more reason

now that your son is baxent

"Of course!" Miles smiled. "I'll tell you everything I know!"

Frank nodded. "How did your son rack up such a huge debt back then?"

"I actually don't know. It really came out of nowhere."

Miles shook his head. "It's not business, but it doesn't look like vices either-he doesn't even smoke. But I'll ask him when he gets back."

Soon, Jason was back, buying everything he could off the village grocer.

As he put everything down, he smiled at Frank in apology. "Sorry, Mr. Frankton. There's not much to be had in villages compared to the big city."

Frank shook his head. "City food isn't

all that amazing either. And the stuff you bought is farm fresh and much better than anything we have in the city."

Jason smiled and nodded.

"Jason, we were just talking..."

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However, Miles had not forgotten what he had to do. "How did you rack up that debt back then?"

"It's a long story-don't bother asking, Dad. It's all in the past now."

It was obvious that Jason did not want to say, and Frank naturally had no reason to press him.

He gave Miles a look, gesturing for him to stop asking.

Later, Jason asked, "Mr. Frankton, I remember Whitney saying you're a researcher?"

Frank nodded. "What about it?"

"Oh, it's nothing!" Jason quickly said. "I mean, you can't expect much from that plot of land, even if you do graduate from university...

"So I was wondering... If you trust

me, why don't you work for me?

Don't worry my company is a legitimate business, And I really need young blood like you who has a sense of justice and can think for himself. How about that? Why don't you consider it?"