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.

Lane Holdings

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of Verdant Hotel, Frank had woken up early to meditate when someone knocked

jacket and a pair of jeans, giving her a

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

say the same about you. What’s the

you a tux—I mean, you’re not

“I’ll pass.”

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

social event, he

he said, “In that

parking lot, and

he noticed a trio of

wrong?” Vicky asked in curiosity, noticing his

“Trouble.”

noticed the trio too and

her family, the burly bald man at the center strode up while glaring at Frank furiously. “Are

replied coolly.

Do you know where

regard Vicky lecherously. “Huh. I’m surprised you’re that lucky with women! Anyway, your

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

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

eyes in turn. “Don’t hurt her now. We’ll show her

in luck! They would get a taste of the

asked quietly, “Who sent you? Tell me

up already, boys!” Barney barked, perfectly confident

back and felt a sudden gust behind her right then!

charged forward at the

Thud!

Thud!

dull thuds, both lackeys were sent

“What the—”

two steps forward with his baseball club and was already left

hell

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