The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Yara promptly turned toward Frank, appearing hesitant.

If she said no, she would appear to be cowering and would embarrass Vicky in turn.

But if she said yes, there was no telling what Jaud and the other two would do.

On the other hand, Frank remained completely nonchalant–so what if he played along?

“And how would you suggest a spar, Mr. White?” he asked.

Jaud smiled. “Actually, I’m too old to keep up with you young ‘uns… why not spar with my two apprentices instead?” Frank’s eyes narrowed right then.

The geezer had kept his presence withdrawn, but the composure of his vigor made it obvious he was untold times stronger than his appearance.

He was also maintaining a humble demeanor, making it obvious he has no intention of getting involved himself.

So, this was probably just a test.

“Sure.” Frank nodded. “Let’s see what you’ve got.” Jaud turned toward his two apprentices. “Who’s up first, Marco? Polo?” At the same time, Yara strode forward. “Mr. Lawrence, I’m fine on my own. I’ll take them both at once.” Frank did a double take, and he stared at Yara, puzzled–when did she get so cocky?

Marco and Polo were frowning, clearly thinking that Yara was underestimating them.

Jaud chuckled in turn. “The reputation of the governor’s residence is certainly deserved–even a lady like Ms. Quill proves to be so indomitable. Still, aren’t you underestimating my apprentices here?” I am the governor’s daughter, but Mr. Lawrence instructed me in martial arts, Yara sald bluntly. “If they can’t beat me, there’s no need to spar with Mr.

Lawrence had encountered all sorts of characters as she grew up in the governor’s and New very well what laud intended he was testing her and Erank to prepare a move against Vicky.

she was not about to let Frank show

long as she fought, she could help Frank hide his depth. Winning here would be glorious, just as losing would not mean much–she was fighting two

more wary of Frank

age

confident, Ms. Quill… Go on, Marco, Polo.” With those words, Frank and Jaud backed away, giving the three of

glance and charged

her muscles, Yara moved, unleashing her Boltsmacker as she traded blows with

Pow!

Pow!

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traded over ten strikes in no

did, the more surprised Marco and Polo

her punches were the embodiment of silk

Jaud was narrowing his eyes, already able to tell that something

somehow also different, leaving him unsure

opening as he got close,

bounded forward, aiming a punch squarely at Yara’s facel Yara tried to pull away but was held in place by Marco, Staveling

did not release her, Polo would have killed Yara, but he was

really going to take him

in the split second that Marco felt the burst of air blowing at his face from Yara’s palm,

governor’s daughter, but Mr. Lawrence instructed me in martial arts,

in the governor’s and New very well

to let

depth. Winning here would be glorious, just as losing would not mean much–she was fighting two men, and it was nothing to be ashamed about

other hand, Jaud became even more wary of Frank