The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Grandfather..." Kim cried as she dropped to her knees beside him, her eyes clouded with tears. "It's all my fault. I was too late to stop my father's schemes.”

"No... No... You can't blame yourself for this, Kim. Come here," Forrest waved it off, rasping as he beckoned for Kim to get closer. "Run if you can, Kim. Don't bother with us—the family is in your hands as long as you live..."

"But a woman has never carried the torches.” Kim sniffled and snorted. "Funny. That's all we care about, even now."

"Hehe. You're right... And that makes you much stronger than your father. He's useless and nothing without all the family business he inherited.”

Eron suddenly lunged towards them, grasping his father's arm as he pleaded, "Talk to Kim... I-1f she just bears it, the family

to Kim, he kowtowed at her repeatedly. "Please, Kim!

laughing with the black-clad men too,

Spring Dojo, Frank

to groom, and they were now lying on the floor, their blood pooling so high

Clang.