The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



Winter's jaw could not close for a long while, as she had no idea what to say.

"F-Frank...?"

As she came to her senses, she asked in agitation, "Are you really Governor Quill's grandson?!"

"Yeah." Frank nodded.

However, Winter clearly did not notice the troubled look in his eyes and hung her head as she murmured to herself, "Great... I knew you were special and would succeed one day... And prove yourself..."

Frank chuckled when he saw that Winter was more thrilled than he was.

Patting her head, he reminded her, "Relying on family and connections isn't really succeeding, kiddo."

"Then... what is?"

Winter drew a blank but soon grinned in delight and shook her head repeatedly. "Doesn't matter now. No one would dare mess with you, Frank! You're Governor Quill's grandson, gosh..."

"Shush..."

Seeing that Winter was more excited than he was, Frank put a finger on his lips before sighing. "Don't get too excited. I'm not going to announce it anyway."

"What?"

Both Jean and Winter were stunned by what Frank said, with Jean staring blankly at Frank. "Wait, are you serious?

Was he really just going to refuse this... providence?!

"That's right, Frank," Winter reasoned, her knuckles clenched. "You just have to announce it, and no one will ever make light of you again." "No, I've made up my mind."

Frank shook his head, speaking

quietly. "Kwill fight for my own future

myself if I only shine because of family and connections, how am I different from the Quills? I'd just end up looking like a clown."

Winter was still trying to reason with Frank nheless, because it worked greatly in Frank's favor to let the world know he was Governor Quill's grandson.

"Don't try to talk me into it, Winter."

Frank grinned at her just then. "If I really become Governor Quill's grandson, can I still be your brother with such a huge halo over my head? Do you think I could still come

you

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caff?"

That question certainly stung.

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Moreover, Winter knew it better than anyone-if Frank really did announce that he was.Governor Quill's grandson, countless sycophants would flock to him. Some would even question if the likes of Vicky Turnbull and Helen Lane deserved him.

As for Winter herself, she certainly stood no chance.

"Frank..."

Even as she vaguely realized what she really wanted, Winter felt a pang of guilt.

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"That's enough. Not another word from either of you about this."

Frank smiled as he patted them on the head. "I've simply found out that I have a grandfather. We're leaving Bralog and going back to Zamri as soon as we're done treating Ms. Quill."

"Okay..."

Winter nodded, but her guilt was still gnawing at her, so she asked, "I think we should visit your grandfather before we leave, though. Right, Jean?"