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 morning, feeling

even if it’s the last thing

have ordered a hit on Frank, but that was going to be exceedingly difficult. After all, Frank was the one who had killed West City’s

Leo’s successor, Scarface, absolutely

his brains on what he should do, someone

he snapped, “Who the fuck are you people?” None of them answered–one even strode up and

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

with a murderous glare. “Speak again, and we’ll cut off that tongue.” Sean cringed in fear and promptly turned docile–the glare already made

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

again did Scarface want