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.

like myself

childhood friends, and

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

that was more than what

Chaz could not wait and kept spouting nonsense just to assure Helen. “It’s alright— there’s no reason to hesitate. It’s just an acupuncture technique that

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

her,

the sealed room, Chaz was licking his lips

needles from

work, his eyes flashing lustfully where she could