The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Fred had made those handmade guns himself but never used them for years.

He concealed them under his clothes and stepped out of his room.

Carol was already cooking, and seeing her son, she quickly said, “Dinner’s ready soon. Go set up the table.”

“I won’t be needing dinner,” Fred said, walking up to her side. “I’m leaving soon.”

“Leaving?” Carol was taken aback. “It’s going to be dark soon.”

“Something came up at the office,” Fred explained. “Also, if anything happens, you should call Frank Lawrence.”

Carol’s female intuition was screaming to her right then that something bad was going to happen. Grabbing Fred by the arm, she asked, “What are you hiding from me, Fred? You know tell me, whatever it is.”

“I’m fine,” Fred smiled. “You’re being paranoid now, Mom. I’m going now.”

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with those words in parting, he left, leaving Carol

Frank. “Hello? Is this Mr.

arrived home when he was surprised with

came home,” Carol quickly said. “I was really worried something bad would happen to him. Since you’re

left?” Frank asked,

home, and then left

was not bent on

Carol exclaimed anxiously just

deal-I’ll go get him right now, and I

him everything he had on Brock, since. Fred definitely wanted revenge

everything, Frank got in his call and

answered, leaving

had enough

had promised to help with Fred’s revenge, only for Fred to refuse-did Fred somehow believe he could take on Brock

of Brock Estates in the evening, many of his