The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"What do you want?!" Helen snapped even as she took a step back, leaning against her car as she glared warily at the goons around her, as well as at Clark and Gable. "What do we want, you ask?"

Clark shook his head even as he strode up, brandishing his steel bat threateningly at Helen's face. "Well, you really are a beauty up close. Killing you right away is a real waste... why not let the boys have some fun, Gable?"

As the goons around them laughed sleazily, Clark grinned sinisterly. "I remembered everything you said at the dinner! Don't you think you should be apologizing now, huh?!"

It was late into the night, and they were in the middle of nowhere it was the perfect opportunity for a perfect murder.

And yet, Helen was not afraid at all, even snapping coolly, "Apologize? Really? What you've done has only further earned you the title of prick."

Helen's tough reaction actually gave Clark pause. He turned to look into Helen's car and was relieved to see no one else inside.

glowering, "Still talking tough now, Helen? Whoever gave you

facts." Helen shrugged.

here!" Luna shouted as she alighted, walking up to Helen and standing akimbo as she sneered. "You

idiot." Helen shook her

supposed to mean?" Luna asked, confused by

her knees,

the goons surrounding them. "What do you think would happen to you after they kill me? Did you really

gave her a sympathetic look, though she was also sneering. "If I were killed, your father would investigate and soon find out that you were the