The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

usan told Vicky under her breath, “Don’t upset Neil over some trifle like this.” No, Mom,” Vicky growled through her teeth defiantly. “I’m saving Neil’s life here.

He’ll die if is men lay a finger on Frank.” he knew Frank all too well–no one got to strut in front of Frank, not even the gods!

nd Neil was just a rich kid in comparison!

What…” Susan was speechless.

eil was glowering in turn.

ho did Frank think he was, threatening his life?!

›inting at him right then, he bellowed, “What are you waiting for?! Get him!” cky shook her head exasperatedly–Neil really had a death wish.

a bellow thundered from outside the villa “Hold it!”

delight. “What brings you here?” evor smiled. “Can’t do nothing when someone’s harassing Mr. Lawrence.” eil

moved his multinational business to Riverton three years ago… and it turned it

what happened, but es Turnbull is just an inconsequential traitor. He’s dead anyway, so why go to war over trash ke him? It’s been a long journey from Morhen too, so allow me to offer some hospitality at erdant Hotel and

Neil was left

Trevor’s authority had long since waned…, in that case, his family had no ason to fear him even if they burnt bridges

about to take back his sentence on Frank–what was that if not a slap in

in disdain. “Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you? tank will lose an arm today, and that’s

everyone else gasped, with even

in turn and growled, “You should know better than to corner a vicious kid!” “Hmph.” Neil snorted. “You have no business here, Mr. Zurich, so don’t pry,” “Lay a finger on Mr. Lawrence, and I’ll take you down.” “Don’t push yourself