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 out of

and was surprised when Tuck, still on the floor, grabbed him by the

his expression contorted viciously. “Do

what do you want?” Frank growled impatiently, Tuck most likely had no idea, but Frank had been holding back—if he had not, Tuck

eyes flashed murderously as Tuck stubbornly clung

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

black-clad man in shades just

he saw the man, and he laughed at Frank madly as

as he bawled, “Mr. Yorkman! Please, you have to help me! Someone

surprised and promptly kicked Tuck several meters away as he snorted

My brother Zuck Mahan posted

Yorkman doing another double take, though he finally remembered. “Oh, the Mahan family’s

be called a good-for-nothing—if

stole my girl and attacked me in public! You have to help