The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank laughed–did Jackie really think he had what it took to claim Yara or Vicky?

“They’re not mine, though you could try taking them if you feel qualified,” he replied.

Jackie chuckled.

He actually thought for a moment that Frank had something up his sleeve, but he turned out. to be just a coward.

“Haha! Then I’m going to help myself.” He chuckled as he strode forward and reached out toward Yara, who was closest to him.

However, just as his fingers were about to reach Yara’s cheeks, she moved.

She was as quick as lightning, grabbing Jackie’s wrist with one hand and punching it with her other!

Crack!

audibly, and

struggled as hard as he could to free himself, but Yara held on to him

and barked, “What are you two staring at?! Get her!” The two goons rushed forward without

them like a phantom, sending them flying with a

left gaping, hardly

never expected his opponents to be that

your knees and apologize, or you won’t leave this place alive!” He had dozens of men at his command, but he

three were, they were just three–Jackie would have them destroyed once his

well how terrible they could be, promptly

and urging, “You can stop now, ma’am! Mr. Compton has a lot of men. You’ll end up getting killed!” Jackie was at once laughing smugly. “It’s too late already, missy.” Yara was already furious, and Fred only

growled, directing her vigor and

just then. “Let him go.” “What?” Yara was

thugs. We’re rooting them out–all of them. I’d also like to see how