The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Kait whipped out his knife and pressed it against Winter’s neck, all while glaring warily at Frank.

Witness stiffened, afraid to move an inch–to think that a poor student like her would be caught in a hostage situation!

Frank narrowed his eyes in turn and stopped, while Kait was smiling again.

“Hmph. So you care a lot about this doll, kid?” “I hate threats the most,” Frank growled, glowering murderously. “Let her go, and I’ll let you live.”

“Shit, who do you think you’re fooling?” Kait snorted, deciding that Frank was no mobster given his getup..

Hell, the man would not really kill even if he was at his mercy!

Naturally, he kept threatening Frank. “You’re good, aren’t you? But if you want this chick to live, you’ll have to sacrifice your hand.” Frank clenched his knuckles, and Kait promptly pressed his knife closer to Winter’s neck.

avoid it, afraid to move as she could already feel

viciously. “Push me, and you’ll see what I’m really capable of!” Zeb scrambled to his feet right then and shouted at Frank as well, “Don’t just stand there! Do it, or Winter will get killed!” He was certainly eager for Frank to lose a hand–no matter how strong

infatuated with him now, but she would never stay with

through her teeth, “Don’t…” “Shut up! You don’t get to talk

bottle and leveled its sharp jags against his

at once

lost one arm, he would definitely

bottle on his own arm, his wrist flicked, crushing

Shunk!