The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

-Helen was perplexed. “But what?”

Chaz glanced at the other apprentices training around the dojo and leaned in to whisper into Helen’s ear, “But you see… as a member of Southstream’s Four Families and the chief of the Seaham Martial Artist Association, I naturally have some techniques I don’t teach others.”

Seeing Helen’s bemusement, he flashed a mysterious grin. “You’ll only improve after years if you stick to the regiment that the other apprentices are taking. Can you afford to wait that long?”

Helen looked around to see the many apprentices undergoing basic training as well and realized that she was no better.

Chaz then added, “You’re always busy with work—surely you can’t stick to basic training for years? Come on, there’s a sealed room here. I’ll teach you my family’s secret technique.”

Chaz certainly spoke reason, but Helen was not that ignorant.

She mused to herself for a while and said, “It’s your family’s secret technique.

outsider like myself

outsider? We’re childhood friends, and you’re weighing that against

Helen was still hesitant, because she knew all too well why she wanted to learn martial arts in the first

for that was more

no reason to hesitate. It’s

proved naive, though it would be apt to say she really hated

her childhood friend would try to harm her, especially since Chaz kept up

they arrived at the sealed room,

a box of acupuncture needles from

to work, his eyes flashing lustfully where she could not