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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those words in parting, he left, leaving Carol ruminating the seemingly

thought, she called Frank. “Hello?

when he was surprised with Carol’s call. “Yes,

was really worried something bad would happen to him. Since you’re more or

left?” Frank asked,

headed home, and then left

on getting revenge, was

Carol exclaimed anxiously just

go get him right now, and

up, Frank promptly called Trevor to send him everything he had on Brock, since. Fred definitely wanted revenge against

his call and sped off,

answered,

enough

for Fred

lobby of Brock Estates in the evening, many