The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Crack.

With just a little squeeze, Zeb stopped screaming, his eyes wide open even as he died.

“No!!!” Cram screamed hysterically at the sight of his son’s death, his eyes blood red as he bellowed at him, “Frank Lawrence! You will die for this! Kill him!

Kill him!!!” All of Cram’s men whipped out their weapons, their blades flashing blindingly as they charged at Frank.

Hans was about to move, but Frank stopped him.

“Let me show you what it means to have power,” he growled as the air around him swirled violently, his clothes flapping loudly in turn.

He stepped one foot forward, and shot toward the crowd like a bullet.

With a punch, four men were sent flying–there was no way to withstand the weight of a truck crashing towards them.

Even before blades could reach him, Frank would shattered the edges with nothing more than a gentle flake, his pure vigor flowing around him.

Screams ensued wherever he passed, leaving Hans standing there in shock.

“Mr. Lawrence reached Birthright again?” Frank’s cultivation had been crippled before, but he was now Birthright again in just three years, perhaps even stronger than before.

Truly–once a genius, always a genius.

As Frank took down the fiftyish bodyguards of the Larkins in no time at all, there was not so much as a smear of blood on his hands.

It was as if nothing ever happened.

longer feeling terror as

Lawrence, apprentice of Mystic Sky Sect–mention my name when you see the reaper.” He waved his hand, and Cram was instantly

even as he lay on the floor. “Mystic Sky Sect? Y– You’re Donn Lawrence?!” He never could have dreamed of provoking Donn Lawrence, the

three years ago,

that the

at him./ Scarless Gorm recognized him,

Hans, who nodded

was another

Frank turned to leave, his hands clasped behind his back. “Keep it clean.” “Understood.” Hans nodded

were wiped out overnight, Helen

to be told that he and his entire family

Frank’s hilltop mansion again… only for

are you looking for?” Winter asked, still in her

and had a perfect figure, accentuated by the black figure– hugging

in Frank’s house, and she looked young- as if she was

look for Frank.” – Winter raised a brow. Why were there always pretty ladies here every

Crack.

just a little squeeze, Zeb stopped screaming, his eyes wide open even

blood red as

their weapons, their blades flashing blindingly as they charged

to move, but

power,” he growled as the air

foot forward, and shot toward the crowd

a punch, four men were sent flying–there was no way to withstand the weight of a

could reach him, Frank would shattered the edges with nothing more than a gentle flake, his pure

he passed, leaving Hans standing

Lawrence reached Birthright again?” Frank’s cultivation had been crippled before, but he was now Birthright again in just three years, perhaps

a genius, always