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.

The time for Lane Holdings to prosper had arrived!

–

Hotel, Frank had woken up early to meditate

jacket and a pair

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

same about you. What’s

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

“I’ll pass.”

Vicky caught it, “Please, Mr. Lawrence. It’s my father’s invitation, and you can at least show your face since you saved my life!”

attend a pointless social event, he could not say

that

the parking lot, and Vicky opened the car door

he stopped as he noticed

in curiosity, noticing his pause.

“Trouble.”

the trio too and

a rival of her family, the burly bald man at the center strode up while glaring at Frank furiously. “Are you Frank Lawrence?”

Frank replied

are you people? Do you know where

Vicky lecherously. “Huh. I’m surprised you’re that lucky with women! Anyway, your boy’s going to be crippled soon enough. You should come hang with me instead—Barney Streisand will make it worth your

laughed despite herself, turning to glance at Frank for a moment and then at the trio. “Wait, is this everyone

thugs snorted. “Hey, the chick’s mocking

hurt her now. We’ll

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

sent you? Tell me right now

boys!” Barney barked, perfectly confident since

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

at the speed

Thud!

Thud!

two dull thuds, both lackeys were

“What the—”

two steps forward with his baseball club and was already left gaping.

the hell was

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