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.

by those three pests if she did not

leave… and was surprised when Tuck,

as he bled all over his face, his expression contorted viciously. “Do you think you can just leave after

impatiently, Tuck most likely had no idea, but Frank had been holding back—if he had not, Tuck and his

flashed murderously as Tuck stubbornly clung

Tuck snapped and pulled his phone out of his

got through, a black-clad man in shades

up with savage delight as soon as he saw the man, and he laughed at Frank madly as

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

surprised and promptly kicked Tuck several meters away as he snorted in disgust,

brother Zuck Mahan posted

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

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

and attacked me in