The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

-“I owe you an apology for this,” Vicky told Frank solemnly. “I hope you won’t mind it. And whatever happens in a year, I’ll transfer all my shares of Riverton Pharma to you.” Frank was perplexed, though he noticed the bemusement and helplessness in Vicky’s eyes.

“You don’t seem convinced I could surpass the Lionhearts,” he said.

Vicky sighed, a look of wariness showing in her gaze. “You won’t succeed even for a decade, let alone a year. They’re far scarier than you’d ever imagine.” Frank smiled in silence in return.

After all, he was far scarier than she would ever imagine, too.

He got up, bidding her goodbye and started to head back to the hotel, though he sneezed violently twice just as he stepped outside the doorway.

“Who the hell was badmouthing me?” he growled.

Meanwhile, Sean was lying quietly in a room within Riverton Hospital, his body covered in bandages.

only regained consciousness after being thoroughly beaten up. He only regained consciousness during the wee hours of the

if it’s the last thing I do…” he

on Frank, but that was going to be exceedingly difficult. After all, Frank was the one who had killed West City’s former kingpin

Scarface, absolutely revered Frank after taking

his brains on what he should do, someone kicked

black–clad men filed inside, and he snapped, “Who the fuck are you people?” None of them answered–one even strode up and slapped him

sudden slap, the others had already hoisted him and carried him out of

cried when he regained his senses. “I am the Sean Wesley-” “shut up,” one of them bellowed with a murderous glare. “Speak again, and we’ll cut off that tongue.” Sean

he tried to guess who he may have offended. However, these men were clearly professionals and

did Scarface want to beat