The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Noel carefully tucked the button into her pocket, patting it. "And since you're not the manufacturer, I shall excuse myself."

One could expect nothing less from her, getting into character even when she was not filming at the moment.

There was a mix of sadness and disappointment on her face, and it was almost not an act the way she looked at the button-she looked just like a maiden who had just found an object of affection. And now, she appeared in a dilemma but nodded at Frank to leave Urian's office together.

At the same time, Frank had a hunch that Urian would stop them when they reached the door.

After all, Frank had observed that Urian was fickle, and it would take an idiot not to take an opportunity to make money.

There was no way he could resist that, just as it was such a major bragging point that his factory would not even need any other publicity efforts after this.

The influence of Draconia's top actress was no joke it was very likely that he would receive orders from every corner of Draconia come tomorrow.

In fact, it was thanks to Noel's endorsement of and celebrity influence on Frank's farm resort that Riverton was made famous throughout the country. Tourists from every corner of the country traveled miles to visit, and there were even groupies who came to drink the hot spring water Noel dipped in... According to them, one sip extended one's lifespan, and two made one immortal.

It was obviously exaggerated, but that went to show that Noel's popularity was in a class of its own in Draconia.

Even if she had been staying out of the public spotlight, her popularity never diminished.

Moreover, she was very smart and knew

even using it to appeal

to apply her influence-

to Urian's greed. Content greed.

There was no need to worry about the man not falling for it.

And to no surprise, as soon as Frank and Noel turned and walked a couple of steps, Urian ran toward them, wheezing.

He held out his short, pudgy arms to stop them from leaving, while he laughed so much his pudgy cheeks were shaking.

He clearly fully bought Noel's act, though it made sense when Frank thought about it.

After all, Frank himself almost believed it-Urian certainly would.

Still, he was chuckling under his breath, as Urian was a lot more fickle than he thought.

"Hehe... Please, wait a moment, Ms. York." He smiled, since he had every reason to not let Noel leave.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Noel's

lit up in turn. "What's

wronguld there have been a

mistake, and your factory made this button after all?"

"Uh..."

Urian's sweet trickled off his cheek, unsure how to respond.

While he was stammering for a moment, his eyes lit up as he had an idea.

"No, Ms. York... that's a misunderstanding. The button wasn't made here..."

Urian noticed the disappointment on Noel's face and quickly threw up his hands. "But even if it wasn't made here, we can make an imitation! If you really like it, it's not a

elet

problem-we could make as many as you want... So, how many do you like? And how much would you like to pay?"