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.

brought his gun to bear,

the woman behind you,” he barked

Marian clenched on the hem of his suit. Please,

Do

you heard of Riverton’s Flying Sword Sect branch? I’m the son of its

fuck Flying Sword Sect.” Fred snorted. “Even the gods will fall if they stand in my way

with those words,

as the muzzle flashed, the bodyguard standing in front of Seth dropped

his name and title, but the bastard still

bodyguard turned

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

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

but before that, he had to be alive to spend

he had no

not want this heat. Whatever this was

to him with a vicelike grip.