The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

One might even say the gold card holder was omnipotent, as they had the authority to make changes to the staff in Pearce Group business! Bode stammered just then. "O-Oh, I didn't realize it's you, Mr. Lawrence..."

Frank was the holder of that one and only Pearce Group gold card, and it was given to him by Gene after Frank saved his life.

Everyone working for Pearce Group knew that, though Bode never had time to read Frank's file to recognize him.

And seeing that card now, he realized that the man he thought to be Lydia's simp was actually the man who saved Gene's life.

Bode's legs turned to jelly right then, and he dropped to the floor, too afraid to do anything.

He had to put considerable effort into pushing himself off the floor to pull the gold card out of the wall.

He passed it back to Frank with two trembling hands before dropping before his feet, trembling in fear. "Mr. Lawrence... I have been misled and ignorant! I deserve to die!"

Nearby, Jane seemed to forget the agony in her hands.

She heard of Frank too and was therefore on her knees, keeping her head down and afraid to look at him.

If Frank really took offense with everything she said earlier, she would not survive even with nine lives.

Lydia Kinley was staring at Frank in disbelief too, murmuring in shock, "M-Mr. Lawrence... Are you..."

"Yes, I'm Frank Lawrence," Frank nodded at Lydia before turning to level a cold look at Bode. "You and that woman are to leave and never return. Lydia here will be the supervisor of this dealership, and if I find out that either of you are up to no good, I will send my people to cut you into tiny pieces!"

"Eh?!"

Bode's heart skipped a beat-he went through great lengths to get this job, sucking up to countless bigwigs.

And now, he messed up completely, and there was no hope for him to turn things around now either.

On the other hand, Jane was quick to respond, "Thank you for being so merciful, Mr. Lawrence. Thank you... I will ely repay you for your favor..."

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"Yes, yes, yes!"

With that, Jane and Bode fled without looking back, the latter clearly reluctant.

But feelings aside, staying alive was more important than a job.

Between money and life? He chose life without hesitation and fled miserably with Jane.

Meanwhile, Frank's gaze calmed considerably as he watched them leave.

He really wanted to give everyone a lesson to remember.

But seeing that they were earnestly apologizing, Frank was not bothered to stoop to their level.

"You hear? You're the supervisor of this dealership from now on."

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Frank turned toward a dumbstruck Lydia, pointing at the red-black Bugatti Veyron in the showroom. "Alright, now get the paperwork done. I want that car right now." en.swhovels.net

"That car...?"

Lydia murmured awkwardly. "Can I ask for instructions before that? I just got the job, and there's a lot of stuff I'm not sure about..."