The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

As Clark, Gable, and their goons encircled Luna and Helen, Luna was left stammering, "Uncle Clark? Uncle Gable? What...?"

Having heard the ladies' exchange, Gable applauded Helen, even smiling. "Not bad! I'm surprised you can see that... I guess Gavin admired you for a reason. Hell, you might really become quite something if you were allowed to grow."

"Uncle Gable...?" Luna muttered even as realization struck her.

It might have just been a suspicion earlier, but even Gable was basically admitting to it now that she, Luna, had been used like a tool.

And now that she had served her purpose, both her and Helen would be silenced.

Even as she glared at Clark and Gable in disbelief, she bellowed, "Why?! Why are you doing this?! W-Weren't we're in on this together?! How could you—"

"We're in on this together? Says who?"

Clark shot her a glare of disdain, chuckling. "We'd be exposed if we really kept a dumbass like you around. Also, were you really actually hoping to be the next head of the Lane family? Hahaha... What even is this fantasy you're in, girlie?"

knees with a loud thud

her dream crushed, but it turned out that she had been used like a tool and

heading straight to Laneville, far away

one was coming no matter

Gable snorted in disdain and slapped her

grabbed his leg right then, pleading, "No! No! Uncle Gable, you can't kill me... I lured Helen out for you! I can still be useful, I..." Gable,

gleaming machete and pressed it against her neck, sneering coolly, "I was going to do Helen first, and then you while you were too busy to notice...

kill me, Uncle Gable! Uncle Clark, Uncle Clark... I'm begging

so stupid. I mean, you just need to be slightly smart