The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Oh, what a pathetic bunch..." Vicky sighed as she suddenly remembered everything Sif said to her downstairs.

"The geezers of the Turnbull family would never dare turn against us Lionhearts! I've looked into your family-none of them would even give a damn if you die here. All they care about is protecting their precious wealth, while living in fear of the day we Lionhearts would come for them!"

Vicky's heart bled even as she laughed at the thought-how could her family be so short-sighted?

Endless compromising and never stepping up against their enemies, all in the name of self-gain. What was that if not handing their enemies rope to hang them with?

They felt nothing even if Titus was exposed for his savage ambition, rather living one day at a time.

Likewise, they never showed any gratitude, not even if Frank saved them from the literal lion's jaws.

"Mongrels," Vicky swore under her breath.

"What was that?" Jet thought he misheard.

"All of you! Mongrels! Ingrates who bite the hands that feed

"Jet..."

the two injured bodyguards with her. "You still can do something here. Wipe out every Lionheart

the other Turnbull blackguards was immediately scoffing. "You're so full of it, Frank

we kill them like you say, can you bear the

can!" Frank bellowed, wheeling on

aggravated the wound on his chest again and coughed another mouthful of blood while more trickled down

he could not care

helping him to his feet while snapping at Jet, "Frank can't tell you what to do, but I can! Go! Kill Sif

turned toward Jet right then, waiting for orders, only for him to shake his