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,

barked imposingly. “My fight is not

while Marian clenched on the hem of his

Do

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

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

with those words,

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

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

fuck…” The other bodyguard turned

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

or a machete, but this was

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

he had no one to take the bullet for

certainly did not want this heat. Whatever this

with a vicelike grip. “Please,