The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Even Robert was left staring at Frank in disbelief. “Holy shit… Where does the man’s potential even end?” “Goodness…” Yara gulped beside him, her eyes flashing with envy.

Vicky was left astounded too.

To be honest, she had to keep reevaluating her opinion of Frank time after time because he was him!

That was when Frank moved one foot forward, and he seemed to teleport right in front of Kuno at the next moment.

Crack!

“Argh!” Kuno tried to fight back, but Frank’s palm had already struck his shoulder, shattering his collarbone!

As Kuno gritted his teeth in pain, his expression contorting savagely, Frank looked at him coolly. “You lost. Are you going to kill yourself, or should I do it for you?” Kuno was wheezing, hardly able to believe that he had just lost to some boy who was in his twenties!

And having trained in martial arts for thirty years, he was not about to go down easily! “You’re telling me to die?! Who do you think you are?!” he shrieked before turning to his apprentices. “Get him! Kill him dead!” He was convinced that Frank would survive if his apprentices swarmed him!

However, before the Flying Sword Sect apprentices could move, a thundering rumble of engines blared around them.

Suddenly, several green trucks crashed into the clubhouse!

all charged inside the clubhouse, encircling

soldiers‘ command was deafening. “Nobody move! Drop your weapons!” Robert was left befuddled as he watched the soldiers. Their uniform sigils indicate that they were

the dark barrels aimed at them- no matter how impressive their

of the more cowardly ones immediately threw

one doing it, the rest all

limply on the floor

that Frank had friends but presumed them to be the Turnbulls‘ bodyguards

what was the deal with these soldiers,

soldiers cleared a path as a man in his

no see, Mr. Lawrence. How have you been?” Frank remained impassive as he snorted coolly. “You’re late.” Vicky

to tell Frank to be polite… only for Frank to lecture their

he hurried toward them and saluted the officer. “Robert Quill, governor of Riverton. May I have the honor of your name and title?” The man glanced at Robert and saluted him as well. “Colonel Hans Schnee, East Coast base

Base was the last bastion shielding the country, and the men there were supposed to

Frank could order

and deference Hans showed as he

was the connection between

himself the governor of Riverton and a bigwig here, but he would

asking, but why have you

anonymous tip about a sect