The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

With those words, Wilf charged his technique and leapt toward Yara.

Yara energized her Boltsmacker in turn, and they clashed with fists and palms, exchanging dozens of blows in a split second!

As the fight intensified, the crowd around the ring cheered in excitement.

“Didn’t think the doll would last that long against Wilf!” “The governor’s daughter is really something…” Wilf was actually seething–he was older than Yara and a man at that! The fact that she lasted this long against him was humiliating!

He would have taken her down with a single move and was caught off guard that Yara was that strong and armed with an extraordinary technique.

was only in her twenties and lost greatly in terms

Too young, too naive…” Yara’s face fell, but it was too late to escape–Wilf had suddenly caught her wrist and slammed his palm on her

was sent flying some distance

her feet. “Are you alright, Yara?” “I’m fine.” Yara nodded but soon hung her head guilty. “I’m sorry I lost.” Vicky did not

“He’s the Chandlers‘ butler–losing to him is nothing embarrassing.” Frank nodded in agreement. “You’ve only lost experience, not because you’re weak. In a couple years, he won’t stand a chance against you.” The crowd

with a cheap trick!” “You’d definitely win in a couple of years!”