The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage by Chu

Frank chuckled. “Why would they be jealous? I’m not a fellow suitor.”

“That’s true.” Yara conceded and sighed. “But Vicky has a fiance too. Are you sure he won’t get the wrong idea? Moreover, he’s the heir to the Lionhearts, an important family in Morhen—that man is known to be ruthless, made evident with certain suitors for Vicky disappearing under mysterious circumstances.”

Being Vicky’s bodyguard, Yara was naturally privy to certain secrets.

She would rather not see an amazing martial artist like Frank get himself killed. That was why she was being nice and warned him—there were others in Riverton who could destroy Frank aside from the Lionhearts.

“Hmph.” Frank snorted with a look of disdain. “I’m fine as long as they don’t provoke me. If they do, they’ll find themselves less lions than lambs.”

Yara gulped.

That was certainly a bold claim, though she wondered if Frank could remain so when the Lionhearts really came for him.

Either way, she had nothing to add after saying that much.

–

Early next morning, Helen had just woken up when she got a call from Sean.

“Good news! Mr. Turnbull’s daughter fully recovered yesterday!” he exclaimed.

“She did?!” Helen was immediately excited.

“Yeah, I didn’t expect the panacea cap to be so effective.” Sean laughed. “You are now the savior of the Turnbulls’ heiress, Helen!”

Helen was certainly thrilled—Lane Holdings had nothing to worry about now that the Turnbulls owed them a favor!

Breathing out lengthily to quickly calm herself, she said, “Thank you so much for this, Mr. Wesley.”

“Oh, you’re exaggerating,” Sean replied with feigned modesty. “It’s what I ought to do—by the way, remember to properly prepare for the banquet tonight at Verdant Hotel, and the project will definitely be yours.”

“Yes. I’m counting on you, Mr. Wesley,” Helen said, and hung up.

She could hardly hide her excitement and almost started skipping around on her bed.

time for Lane Holdings

–

at the penthouse suite of Verdant Hotel, Frank had woken up early to meditate when someone knocked

leather jacket and a pair of jeans, giving her a sharp appearance thanks to her slender

shades, she smiled. “You’re quite the early bird, Mr.

same about you.

tonight. I’ll get you a tux—I mean, you’re not attending

“I’ll pass.”

the door when Vicky caught it, “Please, Mr. Lawrence. It’s my father’s invitation, and you can at least show your

reluctant to attend a pointless social event, he could not say no since it was

he said, “In that case,

headed down to the parking lot, and

as he noticed a trio of men hurrying toward him.

Vicky asked in curiosity, noticing his pause.

“Trouble.”

noticed the trio too and frowned.

at the center strode up while glaring

replied

snapped, “Who are you people? Do you know

lucky with women! Anyway, your boy’s going to be crippled soon enough. You should come hang with me instead—Barney Streisand

at the trio. “Wait, is this everyone you brought? You really

of Barney’s thugs snorted. “Hey, the chick’s

hurt her now. We’ll show her how good we

get a

Tell me right

talking—beat him up already, boys!” Barney barked, perfectly confident

step back and felt a

forward at the speed of light!

Thud!

Thud!

both

“What the—”

with his baseball club and was already left gaping.

hell was

even see Frank move—the man just suddenly turned into a blur, and Barney’s lackeys were promptly sent