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.

it. The time for Lane Holdings to

–

woken up

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

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

the same about you.

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

“I’ll pass.”

the door when Vicky caught it, “Please, Mr. Lawrence. It’s my father’s

pointless social event, he could not say no since it was Mr. Turnbull’s

said, “In that case,

headed down to the parking lot, and Vicky opened the car

he noticed a trio of men hurrying

Vicky asked in curiosity, noticing his pause.

“Trouble.”

trio too and

of her family, the burly bald man at

Frank replied coolly.

you people? Do you know

started to regard 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

despite herself, turning to 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 mocking us, Barney.”

eyes in turn. “Don’t hurt her now. We’ll show her how good we are later.”

get a taste of the good stuff all thanks

Frank asked quietly, “Who sent you? Tell me right now

up already, boys!” Barney barked, perfectly confident

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

forward at

Thud!

Thud!

dull thuds, both lackeys

“What the—”

steps forward with his baseball club and

the hell was

not even see Frank move—the man just suddenly turned into a blur, and Barney’s lackeys were promptly