The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Just as Corey closed his eyes and resigned himself to die, a cool voice suddenly spoke up. "Are you done? It's time you leave.”

"What?"

Corey was familiar with the voice.

Was that not Frank Lawrence, Vicky's gigolo?

He suddenly dared to speak up, but it had to be now of all times? Was he suicidal?

Even as Corey opened his eyes, he was left stunned.

Zorn had his fist poised to strike at Corey's head, but Frank remained impassive even as he held onto his wrist.

Zorn could not seem to move at all and was sweating all over his brow!

"Who the hell are you?!" Hubert finally saw that Frank had seized Zorn's wrist but thought that Zorn was merely caught off guard. “Kill them! Kill every single one in this room! Leave no one alive!" However, Zorn was not moving at all, and Hubert thought he did not hear him as he snapped angrily, "Didn't you hear me, Zorn?! What are you spacing out for?!"

to his wrist like a hydraulic clamp, and

"Birthright rank!"

superior. After a brief pause, he quickly moved to shield Hubert behind himself while glaring at Frank

was stunned when he heard Lampon. "What?! You're

as he held on to Zorn's wrist. "Leave if you don't want

he said, "I won't

"Fuck you! Who do you think you are to tell me to

down, Mr. Sorano! He's Birthright rank, and none of us can afford to mess with

words actually reached Hubert,

I'll remember your name! Just you wait—we have no

snorted

staring at his palm, Frank