The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Viola was thoroughly overwhelmed by the sight of her peerless brother being beaten to a pulp by Frank and fled the scene as fast as she could.

On the other hand, Quinn leapt between Frank and Drakon, snapping, “Stop!”

Frank looked up slowly at her. “And who are you?”

“I’m Drakon’s fiancee. Stay your blade,” Quinn snapped.

“You’re kidding.” Frank chuckled coolly. “Is this a game to you? He kidnapped my friend and demanded that I kneel, and I don’t get to kill him after I beat him?”

Quinn frowned. “He’s the senior apprentice of Sage Lake Sect. We’ll kill you if you kill him.”

“Hahaha!” Frank simply laughed out loud. “Sage Lake Sect? Really? I will slay your chief even if he comes!”

“What…” Quinn did not expect such haughtiness from Frank but snapped defiantly nonetheless, “I’m warning you—if you lay a finger on Drakon, we will kill you even if it’s the last thing we do!”

don’t you ask your chief if he has the balls to fight

icily and leaving Quinn petrified, overwhelming her with

her across the face, sending

Drakon died with his eyes wide open, Quinn was left stupefied

guarding Vicky, both of whom felt like they were stabbed from just a

“S-Sir, we just work here. We didn’t

yes, yes. Please, have

Frank bellowed, and both men

in turn and

for a long while before suddenly throwing her arms around

his skin and her faint sweetness, and he

I’d never see you again. that something terrible would happen to

Vicky sobbed.

that she was worried