THE GIRLBOSS BEGS FOR REMARRIAGE - Season 7 Episode 44

Seeing that Frank was ready to hurry past her to chase down Winter, Vicky strode to the side and stopped him.

Then, puffing her fair chest, she continued to interrogate him.

Just then, a yawning Helen emerged in her pajamas. “Who was it, Frank?”

Still, she was at once alert when she saw Vicky at the door, their eyes meeting with a dangerous, cracking spark.

“No way!” Vicky growled through her teeth.

“Yes way.” Helen puffed her chest, smiling proudly.

“I don’t believe you!” Vicky snapped, though she appeared dejected.

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“Believe what you want!” Helen stood akimbo beside Frank, asserting dominance.

Vicky was wheezing and glaring hostilely. “I’m surprised you can go that far, Helen—I’ll give you that!”

“You flatter me.” Helen smiled victoriously as she leaned against Frank.

“Stop it!” Frank had enough even as both women sandwiched him and stopped the confrontation.

Sighing exasperatedly, he turned to Vicky. “You haven’t had breakfast, have you? Come in and eat. Madam Zims made breakfast for four.”

While Helen frowned, Vicky narrowed her eyes and smiled dangerously. “It’s fine. I’ll watch you eat.” –

The air remained tense between both women at the dining table, as both Vicky and Helen were glaring fixedly at each other.

Vicky then dished out the first blow. “I’ve checked. It didn’t happen.”

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“Bathroom.”

“No way. Frank doesn’t like it there.” Vicky grinned confidently.

“No, he just hasn’t found the right person,” Helen shot back.

“Enough! Both of you, be quiet and eat!” Frank snapped, having had enough as he slammed a palm on the table.

Helen and Vicky actually stopped for a moment, but they were soon eyeing a piece of bacon on the table, and their forks clashed!

Frank buried his face in his palms and sighed—it was so difficult having these two share a room.

“Heh, all mine.” A groggy Mona suddenly appeared, scooping up the piece of bacon that Helen and Vicky were fighting over and eating it right then.

“And who are you?” Helen and Vicky turned their crosshairs on Mona right then, suddenly allies.

“The name’s Mona Fairfax, and I’m Frank’s—hold on, where’s Winter?” Mona asked, suddenly realizing Winter was nowhere to be seen.

“She’s left for school already,” Frank groaned, hanging his head.

“Whoops, I overslept! Why didn’t Winter wake me up?! Anyway, I’m going now!” Mona exclaimed and took the entire plate of bacon with her as she ran outside.