The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu
Chapter 1050

"Oh, Helen-you're no fun." Vicky giggled as she walked up, wrapping her hands around Frank's arm. "Whatever... Darling, I was just messing with you. Come, let's get you out of there." "Vicky..." Frank looked frustrated, but as a man, he was inwardly gleeful.

He almost blurted, "Good job, Vicky," right then-he felt like he would live a few more years just from the sight of such beauties.

Still, he soon sensed that something was wrong amid the giggling.

While Helen covered his eyes, Vicky was supposedly guiding him out of the room, but the floor felt wetter for some reason.

"Hahaha!" Vicky laughed as she pulled off the towel.

"Eh?"

Frank abruptly found himself at the edge of the hot spring, and even before he had a good look, Vicky kicked him inside!

"Wha-"

Frank could feel himself surrounded by softness, and his eyes widened while Vicky laughed evilly.

He could not help it he gave her a thumbs up right then.

Despite his reaction, the ladies were not yelling or upset.

Instead, they were tearing at his clothes while giggling-it seemed that messing with him and seeing him in a sorry state pleases them greatly. "Eh... stop... help...'

Frank could even feel smooches on his cheek, but there were too many of them for him to tell who it was.

Eventually, he left the hot spring, his clothes a mess and himself appearing downtrodden.

He was especially embarrassed by the red marks on his cheek, as the guests nearby were all pointing and gesturing at him.

Still, the beautiful experience left him turning around... only to replace himself staring into Helen's angry glare.

He scampered away right then, drawing yet another chorus of giggles from the ladies.

A month after the farm resort opened, Helen personally delivered the ledgers to Laneville.

The Lanes were all astonished by the numbers-in just a month after taking ownership of the farm, Lane Holdings earned over four billion dollars, far surpassing the one billion agreed upon for the wager.

And after combing through every part of the ledgers, even Fleur Lang-who absolutely did not want to see Helen being appointed as the next head of the family-had to admit that the ledgers were absolutely genuine.

Naturally, Mark Lane was the happiest.

He already thought highly of the farm resort after trying the hot spring himself. He had since been enjoying himself there over a dozen times in the past month, riding horses, golfing, and bathing at the hot springs or enjoying a massage when he's tired.

Seeing that the old man appeared absolutely in bliss, the rest of the Lane family visited the farm resort too.

Despite the humble scale of the resort, the facilities, programs and the hot springs-the chief selling point-was beyond criticism.

With the rest of the family showing admiration and being earnestly persuaded, Mark retired, while Helen took his place with no protests from anyone.