The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Vicky sprang to her feet and snapped back at Donald, “You’re lying through your teeth! That man’s spasms aren’t caused by the Rejuvenation Pill. Also, what are you doing here at my press conference instead of your own?” Donald spread his arms innocently. “Don’t change the subject, Ms. Turnbull. You should be telling us right now what you’re going to do about this.” Vicky snorted in disdain. “It will be dealt with as it should. We will pay for damages if it really was our issue.” “Then why aren’t we doing it already?”

“That man’s condition is not determined to be caused by the Rejuvenation Pill yet. Even the likes of you won’t have to worry about getting your money back.” That was when Frank walked straight toward Dan after being silent throughout.

“Mr. Zimmer, let me examine the patient.” Dan nodded repeatedly as he cleared the way for Frank.

“Oh, shit! Who the hell is the kid?!” “D–Did Mr. Zimmer just make way for him?” As Frank put his palm lightly on the spasming man’s wrist, he knew immediately that the man was fine.

Still, he was actually amused to see the man spewing drool all over the floor– what a great actor!

Frank’s eyes flashed as he had an idea how to deal with the man.

He struck a pressure point, firing his vigor into it and- “Argh!!!” The man started screaming.

my! His condition is really serious. Looks like I have to

was too scared to get up since he had

hesitantly, “Mr. Lawrence… What are you doing?” “Treatment, of course. There’s still 1885 pressure points to clear, and he will be fine once I’m done.” Dan pursed his lips–there were certainly not that many pressure points in the human body…

Frank moved up to the next pressure point and hit it with

face had turned purple

was not

the man sprang to his feet

The crowd gasped.