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!

broke audibly, and

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

“What are you two

before them like a phantom, sending

gaping, hardly able

to be that

have more men–get down on your knees and apologize, or you won’t leave this place alive!” He had dozens of

were, they were just three–Jackie would have

how terrible they could

he cried before turning toward Yara 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 frustrated her more–how could a grown man like him be

directing her vigor and ready to kill the disgusting

a hand on her shoulder just then. “Let him go.” “What?” Yara was puzzled as to why Vicky would stop her from

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