The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Dad!"

Kat's face fell, but she was restrained again before she could jump toward Cid.

"Fucking geezer! Are you threatening me?!"

Cid was still traumatized as he touched his neck and felt blood, though his fear soon turned to rage. "You should be honored I'm fucking your daughter, but you had to threaten me, huh?! Cut him!" A goon strode up, aiming his machete at Nash's arm even as he lay prone on the floor, completely helpless.

"Dad!" Kat screamed.

Clang!

Just as everyone thought Nash's arm was going to be cut off, the goon doing it was left staring at hand holding his machete in place.

He was certainly stunned—the machete was not budging no matter how he moved, and why was the hand holding the blade not bleeding?!

in disbelief at Frank—naturally, he was the one holding the

Birthright, even bullets would not pierce his projected

bellowed, at once surprised

those kids. Just not Nash here,” Frank said nonchalantly. "Who do you think

stared daggers at Frank. "Even

shook his head exasperatedly. "So we can't talk about

Who do you

as he pointed to the cut on his neck. "That geezer almost killed me, and you still

then looked around at his own goons pointedly, "You've got moves, I'll give you that, but look around you. These are all my boys! Give me

soon leveled a look of wry amusement

remark left Cid