The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank started at Burt in turn—he had heard of him before.

After all, Burt Yorkman had the reputation of making the most arrests in Riverton Precinct and was as competent as he was brutal.

Those he had his eyes on would never get away, though Frank was still surprised he was a member of Sage Lake Sect.

Still, he reasoned, “You are more or less a man of accomplishment in Riverton. Why stoop to being Sage Lake Sect’s lapdog?”

Burt chuckled, presuming that Frank was intimidated and therefore trying to sway him.

“Give up on your pretty words, kid.” He snorted in disdain. “It’s your misfortune for upsetting Sage Lake Sect—average Joes like you would never understand the terror they embody, but don’t worry, I’ll spare you the pain while satisfying Ms. Ocean.”

Frank chuckled. “So I should be thanking you?”

“You’re welcome.”

sects myself—have you heard of Mystic Sky Sect?” Frank asked just

years ago—the chief and their senior apprentice both. The Four South Sea Sects now share control

now.” Frank smiled. “You’ll soon see us rise

again. “You’re saying you’re

“I might have considered letting you go three years ago, but you have no

Lake Sect, and Burt had no reason to stupidly aid the apprentice of some

meridians first. At least you’d be alive—just play nice

a martial artist like Frank, but Frank said quietly, “Do you really think you can

but you have been restrained with sage fetters—not even Birthright elites can free

why he used his

stab Frank, he suddenly received

greeted him. “I’m Vicky Turnbull, CEO