The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

"I think you've had too much to drink!"

The brute seemed to hear Frank's cold voice behind himself, but before he could turn, he felt an immense force in his hips.

Then, he crashed through the glass window with an audible clang and fell off the building!

The smiles on his friends faces' froze right then, and they all fled right then, afraid to linger a second longer.

Frank snorted coolly and returned to his seat, only realizing just then that the PR ladies were all gaping at him.

By gosh, he looked so scrawny, but he was so strong that he could kick that brute out of the window!

"That's amazing!"

Everyone applauded at the same time, leaving Frank unsure how to react.

Eventually, he shrugged. "People like him are easy to deal with-it's really nothing to brag about. Let's continue..."

Everyone nodded, but they were all looking at Frank with infatuation.

Who would not? A university student who had the looks and could fight and drink?

"Let's stop drinking, Mr. Frankton! Let's have some fun!"

"Yeah. We really can't hold our liquor, so please be understanding."

"Please, Mr. Frankton! I don't want to drink anymore!"

As the ladies mobbed Frank and seized the moment to pressure him, he caved right then and tried to push them away. "Fine. Where are we going?"

Linda was on her feet right then. "I'm good friends with the boss at a nightclub, and I just made a reservation for us. Let's go!"

"Alright! You go, girl!"

Everyone was applauding again.

Still, they were stunned as they arrived downstairs to see that a car parked right downstairs was left with a human-shaped dent after the brute fell on it.

As for the brute, he had most definitely been rushed to the hospital already...

"Who is it, vandalizing in the middle of the night?!"

The car owner arrived just then and started yelling upstairs, leaving the ladies giggling endlessly.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the nightclub.

Still, seeing that Frank was surrounded by so many ladies, the guests, bouncers, and pedestrians were all absolutely jealous!

"Shit, that's why he's so scrawny! They must be draining him dry!"

"Just look at the ladies-tall, fair, and voluptuous. They have the looks too... I'd die a happy man with just one."

"He's so lucky, he had to have saved the universe in his last life!"

Despite the looks of envy in their eyes, Frank was speechless, feeling like he could not express his pain in words.

To be honest, he would rather they leave-they were efficient

opportunists and really knew when to reach in for a few when they should.

Most importantly, he could not return the favor, or it would only please them further!

It was just like a man dying of thirst, seeing another man drown...

As they sat down, Linda opened several bottles of liquor that she had saved up before sitting beside Frank and wrapping her hands around his arm. "Mr. Frankton, could you stay the night? Come on, you have to show us a good time!"

Frank could not ask for more-and here he was actually left wondering for a moment!

"We've already played this much," he said nonetheless. "Shouldn't you tell me what I want to know, as agreed?"

"Why are you so curious about Mr. Chand?" Linda suddenly asked. "Don't tell me you have some ulterior motive?" Frank was unsure how to react. "Do I look like I'm some inquisitor?"