The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

“Well, that just happened…” The crowd around the ring was also left staring blankly.

Meanwhile, Vicky’s eyes were round and wide in disbelief. “What are you doing, Mr. Lepley?” “Nothing, just conceding.” Boran shrugged nonchalantly.

“I paid you thirty million to fight for us!” Vicky snapped furiously. “And you just concede?!”

Boran laughed and folded his arms before his chest. “You did, but the Chandlers paid me fifty million–of course I’m on their side. Why don’t you top up another twenty mil? I swear I’ll be neutral about that.” “You’re despicable!” Vicky screamed as she pointed at his face.

She was convinced Boran would observe the virtues of martial artists, but it turned out that she gave him too much credit!

“Hahaha!!!” Drake laughed out loud right then. “That’s another one point for my side, Ms. Tunbull! Your champion just conceded, too… Do you have anyone else to send in?” Vicky gritted her teeth, her knuckles clenching.

What could they do when the Chandlers have two Earthranks on their side anyway?!

was silent, Drake laughed again. “In that case,

“Who said anything about bailing?” Frank retorted flatly. “The wager still stands – and the Turnbulls still have me.” Everyone

side, and the brat was still going in the

seen him before…” At the same time, Vicky hurried to Frank. “Just forget it. There’s too many of them–you can’t take them all alone.” She was certainly frustrated, but she would not

and Cliff did not stand a chance

face Wilf, Boran, and Drake–and the latter two had not even lifted a finger

No rat would hurt me,” Frank

his endlessly haughty attitude, but

with a murderous glare, he growled, “Who are you calling rat, bastard?!” “You, of course,” Frank replied calmly