The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank wobbled up to Tuck, remaining impassive as he growled, “I warned you, but you wouldn’t listen.

You can’t blame me for that.”

“He hit Tuck! Go!”

Tuck’s two thug friends promptly picked up empty bottles off the table as well.

However, Frank had already smashed both their heads with each one bottle, leaving them dropping limply to the floor, their heads cracked and bleeding.

Even as one of them clutched his face and blood streamed down his forehead, he shrieked, “You hit Tuck! You’re a dead man!”

On the other hand, Aria was clapping excitedly upon seeing the three thugs being beaten up. “You’re so cool, Mr. Lawrence! Go on, kill those bastards!”

Frank shot her a cold, impatient glare in turn, and Aria’s thrill turned to fear.

would not have been bothered by those three pests if she did not start trouble

leave… and was surprised when

contorted viciously. “Do you think you can just leave after hitting

Tuck most likely had no idea, but Frank had been holding back—if

flashed murderously as Tuck stubbornly clung

you pay for hitting me!” Tuck snapped and pulled his

black-clad man

delight as soon as he saw the man, and he laughed at Frank madly as he snapped,

man in shades, hugging the man’s feet as he bawled, “Mr. Yorkman! Please, you have to

away as he snorted in disgust,

Mahan! My brother Zuck

he finally remembered. “Oh, the Mahan family’s good-for-nothing? So?

to be called a good-for-nothing—if anything, he was

him, Mr. Yorkman! He stole my girl and attacked me in public! You have to help