The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Good," Titus growled, his eyes narrowing. “In a week, our people stationed across the country can start their hostile takeover as every Turnbull and family executive returns to their base."

Turning toward Sif, he said, "You'll be in charge of dealing with Frank. The success of our plans hinges on what happened next week... we'll just have to resort to violence if there's any deviation again.”

After all, everything was Titus' idea, be it assimilating the Turnbulls or the Jankos. Even if he was less talented than his younger brother Ehud in martial arts, his mind was far more formidable.

In fact, there was no chance that anyone could tell that his seething reaction back at Turnbull House was faked. Not even Frank could hope to read just what sinister intentions he harbored.

"Titus..."

Sif frowned at him just then, asking tentatively, "Are you sure you don't want to punish Frank once I capture him? I mean, the things he and Vicky were doing—that's an insult to you. Are you really not upset?" Titus calmly shook his head, folding his arms before his chest as Aesop looked on approvingly.

owned when we wipe them out. In contrast, do you think I care if she likes me, or if she hooked up with someone else? I won't mind even if she's pregnant with his child." While Sif found Titus’ reaction strange, Aesop was giving him a huge thumbs up. "There is no question that you will succeed as the heir apparent, Titus. Even Mr. Lionheart himself will be proud if he knows what you've

single arranged marriage was so closely connected in such a convoluted web of

narrowed his eyes. "I'm afraid

that Glen was now sincere after seeing the Lionhearts

all too well that if the Lionhearts wanted to proceed with their

her to eliminate the leaders of the

contact with the South Sea Crow, who was really Ciaran Zobel, Frank's fellow apprentice from Mystic Sky