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The geezer had kept his presence withdrawn, but the composure of his vigor made it obvious he was untold times stronger than his appearance.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

losing would not mean much–she was fighting two men, and it was nothing to be ashamed about even if

became even more

kid his age was already

and Jaud backed away, giving

shared a glance

muscles, Yara moved, unleashing her Boltsmacker as

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thunderously as they traded over ten strikes in no time

did, the more

the girl’s technique? Not only was her vigor abundant, but her punches were the embodiment of silk and steel–tender yet unyieldingly strong,

his eyes, already able to

somehow also different, leaving him unsure what technique she

as he got close, catching Yara by the

by Marco, Staveling she suddenly bellowed,

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

she really going to take him down

the burst of air blowing at his face from Yara’s palm,

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

governor’s and New very well what laud intended he was testing her and Erank to prepare a move

was not about to let Frank show

losing would not mean much–she was fighting two men, and it was nothing to be ashamed about

became even more