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.

for Lane Holdings to prosper had arrived!

–

suite of Verdant Hotel, Frank had woken up

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

she smiled. “You’re quite the

say the same about you. What’s the

a tux—I mean, you’re not attending it in your tracksuit,

“I’ll pass.”

to close the door when Vicky caught it, “Please, Mr. Lawrence. It’s my father’s invitation, and you

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

said, “In that case,

headed down to the parking lot, and Vicky opened

he stopped as he noticed

Vicky asked in curiosity,

“Trouble.”

the trio too and

burly bald man at the center strode up while glaring at Frank furiously.

Frank replied coolly.

are you people? Do you know where you are?”

Anyway, your boy’s going to be crippled soon enough. You should come hang with me

herself, turning to glance at Frank for a moment and then at the trio. “Wait, is this everyone you brought? You really

thugs snorted. “Hey, the chick’s mocking us, Barney.”

her now. We’ll

They would get a taste of the good stuff all thanks to Barney!

sent you? Tell me right now and I’ll

boys!” Barney barked,

leapt forward, Vicky tactfully took a step back and felt a sudden gust behind

had charged forward at the speed

Thud!

Thud!

dull thuds, both lackeys were

“What the—”

with his baseball club and was

hell was he?!

move—the man just suddenly turned into a blur, and