Novel & Cerita The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"You should get back to work." "Olivia—" "Don't." Her voice was flat. "Just don't." "He's confused. He doesn't understand the situation." "He understands perfectly." She finally met my eyes, and what I saw there made me step back. Not hurt. Not anger. Just exhaustion. "He understands that you're choosing a ghost over the people who are actually here." "That's not fair." "None of this is fair." She picked up her purse. "But in five months, it won't be my problem anymore. You can have your surrogate baby and your perfect dead wife's legacy and your big empty house. I'll be gone."

“Sweetheart, you’re truly my lucky star. Did you with Hina clean the Boss’s private room last night?” Emma nodded slightly, but what did that have to do with anything? “This morning, the Boss called me into his private room. He wants me to be his wife. We’ve made it, we’re rich now! Why are you still standing there? Hurry up, we’re moving into your new daddy’s mansion!” The more May spoke, the more excited she became. She had originally planned to go straight to his mansion and never come back to this place.

the boss said while licking his lips Lust is evident in their eyes for the girls. The guy splashed water on both of them making them come back to their senses and understand in what situation they are. They both got startled because of it and tried to understand what was going on. "I changed my mind. I will take this one you can take the young one first." the boss said as his eyes were struck on that girl's breasts which are drenched in water and the saree covering her body is sticking like a second skin making her look like a sex goddess to him

the girl offered. “I just want my money back,” Jamie told her. He noticed the way she shifted nervously, rolling a hanger topper between her fingers. “I erm… It’s my first week and the boss left me alone,” the girl said, her tone pleading. “Can you maybe come back later?” “No,” Jamie told her. He’d specifically avoided the shop owner, hoping the new young shop assistant would be easier to manipulate. “You can give me my money back or I can tell my three million followers how badly this place sucks.”

"You know the work, you know the people and you know the structure of the company. You know the men and women who worked for your father in the past. Your services would be invaluable to me and the company. I promise you I will pay you a good salary, you can rest assured about that.” “Mr. Harris, do you think that money can buy anything." She retorted with anger. "You know but there are some things which money cannot buy and I am not for sale. I would be happy to help you with work in the company but I will not allow myself to work under you. Tell me for how long you need me to come to the office to sort everything. But don't expect me to work for you as your personal assistant, I won't do i

"Listen, Emily. How am I supposed to refuse Alex seeing me? His appearances are unexpected. Do I have the power to foresee the future?" At that moment, Emily reminded me of Damien, being unreasonable. Emily's face turned sour, looking reluctant. "Fine, the last time I gave you money to break up with Alex, and by accepting it, you agreed. But I admit I wasn't thorough enough. Now, I'm offering you a second sum, enough to cover your mother's medical bills for years. But you must completely disappear from Alex's life. You'll do anything for money, won't you, Allison? This is best for both you and Alex."

I asked. “Of course it is; not only did my best friend marry the richest man, she got signed into an entertainment agency better than Times; this is basically smacking that stupid Adler in the face; you got married to somebody ten times better than him and got into a company ten times better than the ones he canceled you for; if that is not a win then I don't know what that is,” she laughed, and I laughed along. Indeed, I was winning.’’ “But does Adrien treat you well? I heard that he is quite ruthless,” she asked, her excited look turning to seriousness.

He wanted to spread that live stream so fast and trend all over social media to let them know who that crazy woman taking their video was stepping on. “Are you done?” he queried. “No!” Nathalia retorted. “I need compensation! She deliberately ruined my engagement party so I have a right to demand payment!” Gabriel sneered. “What payment are you talking about?” he shook his head. “The owner returned your full payment. He even offered you to celebrate at Gourmet Co rent free for the whole night as compensation but you declined..” he stated. The woman was so clueless about Gourmet Co. It was actually more expensive and exclusive than Timothy's.

It sounded all too real to me. “I-I’m sorry. Please don’t tell the boss. I’m just in a hurry to... to deliver the girl to him. I know his time is precious,” Rebecca replied, pretending to fix my hair, “Just look at her, her mascara is all over her eyes. What will the boss say? That’s why I’m upset.” “The boss has already seen her looking like she has a black eye, yet he still bought her. So just stop it, we’ll take her. I’ll bring back the fifteen million. Just wait here.”