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.

his gun to bear,

he barked imposingly. “My fight

Seth, while Marian clenched on the hem of his suit. Please, Mr. Yaffe! You have to

Do

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?!

gods will fall if

with those words, Fred pulled

the muzzle flashed, the bodyguard standing in front of Seth dropped to the floor, leaving Seth

the man crazy?! He already stated his name and title, but the bastard still shot

bodyguard turned

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

stood his ground if it was a knife or a machete, but this was a gun! He would be dead if he still

before that, he had to be alive to

left cursing-without his bodyguards, he had no one

heat.

Marian was holding on to him with a vicelike grip. “Please, Mr. Yaffe! You can’t go! You have