The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Marian had a hunch that Brock was already dead but lied. “Please, Mr. Summer was hurt. You have to save him!”

Seath realized that she was Brock’s new girlfriend and quickly decided that he had to flex properly. However, before he could call in his bodyguards, a man drenched in blood strode downstairs, gun in hand.

“Arghti”

The workers in the lobby all screamed on top of their lungs and scrambled to flee-it was a gun they were talking about, not a cleaver!

Seth was stunned too, just as Marian yelled, “That’s him! He hurt Mr. Summer just now!” Seth’s heart skipped a beat.

Brock was most definitely dead… but he had not gotten his money!

Nonetheless, he stood in front of Marian and demanded, “Who are you?”

Fred glanced at him but did not recognize him.

to bear, leveling it at

the woman behind you,” he barked imposingly. “My fight is not

hem of his suit. Please, Mr. Yaffe! You

Do

wheeling on Fred and snapping, “ you know who I am?! Have you heard of Riverton’s Flying Sword Sect branch? I’m the son of its chieftain. How dare you point that gun at me?! Put that away, and I might consider sparing

and fuck Flying Sword Sect.” Fred snorted. “Even the gods will fall if they

with those words, Fred

as the muzzle flashed, the bodyguard standing in

already stated his name and title, but

bodyguard turned and fled in fear right

usually bully anyone thanks to Seth’s privileged birth, and yet, this man was ready

he would have stood his ground if it was a knife or a machete, but this was a

would love to get rich, but before that, he had to be alive to

Seth was left cursing-without his bodyguards, he had no one to take the bullet

did not want this heat. Whatever this was about,

to him with a vicelike grip. “Please, Mr. Yaffe! You can’t go!