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.

regained consciousness during the wee hours of the morning, feeling agony

kill you, Frank Lawrence, even if it’s the last thing I do…” he cursed, as he had done for the

a hit on Frank, but that was going to be exceedingly difficult. After all, Frank was the one who had

Scarface, absolutely revered

was racking his brains on what he should do, someone kicked open the door

“Who the fuck are you people?” None of them answered–one even

was left stunned by the sudden slap, the others had already hoisted him and carried

he 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 cringed in fear and promptly turned docile–the

he tried to guess who he may have offended. However, these men were clearly professionals and not your normal thug Soon,

stunned again did Scarface want to