Chapter 347
- Frank Holt furrowed his brows lightly and said, "I'll order takeout."
- "Don't worry, I have a solution. Just wait for me," Tamara Randall said mischievously, wiping her hands on Frank Holt's apron before running out.
- Thinking about what she was up to, Tamara Randall took out her phone and started calling her best girlfriends and Frank Holt's good buddies one by one.