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!

and he let out a blood–curdling

he could to free himself, but Yara held on to

and barked, “What are you two staring

phantom, sending them flying with

was left gaping, hardly able to

to be that powerful -he

with you?” “Don’t get so cocky,” Jackie growled stubbornly through his teeth. “I have more men–get down on your knees and apologize, or you won’t leave

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

terrible they could

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

vigor and ready to kill

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

rooting them out–all of them. I’d also like to see how many men he could bring.” Vicky’s eyes narrowed