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

going to kill the woman behind you,” he barked imposingly. “My fight is not with

shielded Seth, while Marian clenched on the hem

Do

am?! Have you heard of Riverton’s Flying Sword Sect branch?

Sword Sect.” Fred snorted. “Even the gods will

those words, Fred

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

name and title, but the bastard still shot at

fuck…” The other bodyguard turned and fled

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

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

that,

had no one to take

not want this heat. Whatever this was about,

vicelike grip. “Please, Mr. Yaffe! You