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.

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

holding and started to leave… and

as he bled all over his face, his expression contorted viciously. “Do

but Frank had been holding back—if

as

wait! I’ll make you pay for hitting me!” Tuck snapped and pulled

his call got through, a black-clad man in shades just

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

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

Tuck several meters away

My brother

left Mr. Yorkman doing another double take, though he finally remembered. “Oh, the Mahan family’s good-for-nothing? So?

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

Yorkman! He stole my girl and attacked me in public! You have