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!

Jackie’s arm broke audibly, and he

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

choice, he turned to his goons right then and barked, “What are you two staring at?! Get her!” The two goons rushed

them like a phantom, sending

left gaping, hardly able

opponents to be that powerful

“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 this place alive!” He had

they were just three–Jackie

they could

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

directing her vigor and ready to

hand on her shoulder just then. “Let him go.” “What?”

“Let him bring all his thugs. We’re rooting them out–all of them. I’d also like to see how many