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.

gun to bear, leveling it

barked imposingly. “My fight is not

bodyguards promptly shielded Seth, while Marian clenched on the hem of his suit. Please, Mr. Yaffe!

Do

heard of Riverton’s Flying Sword Sect branch? I’m the son of its chieftain. How dare you point

Fred snorted. “Even the gods will fall if they stand in my

words, Fred pulled the

in front of Seth

already stated his name and title, but the bastard still shot

bodyguard turned and fled in fear right

bodyguard and could usually bully anyone thanks to Seth’s privileged birth, and yet,

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

love to get rich, but before that, he had

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

heat. Whatever this was about, he was

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