The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Yara would not hold back since Drakon was hostile, just as she could sense that he was no average Joe.

She might not stand a chance if she did not go all out!

However, before her dagger could reach Drakon’s neck, his hands shifted with lightning speed.

Thud!

Shank!

Yara never actually saw Drakon move, only the agony from her palm!

He had grabbed her by the wrist, snatching away her dagger and stabbing it viciously through her arm and into the tea table!

“Argh!!!” Yara screamed as blood streamed freely from her palm, her hand basically nailed to the table.

was contorted in pain as her hand trembled—she was plenty wary, but she did not expect such a huge gap in

turn. “Were

was laughing in turn, delighted to see his son dispatching

hold her own in a fight. And yet, she did not even last one move against his son—his strength certainly went

your cheap tricks when you’re up against my son? You’re

lip but stayed silent

enough,” Vicky growled just

her in turn. “I believe you have some explaining to

was on the backfoot considering Drakon’s strength… One might even say she

fault,” she said with considerable restraint. “What would

Vicky knew her place. “In that case, you’re coming with us. We’ll be waiting for Frank Lawrence to bail you out with the two billion dollars

problem at all. I’ll call him right

if you send him away instead, since you’re that loyal

toward Yara and abruptly pulled out her dagger, dragging more