The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Peter jumped out of the car right then, yelling even as he ran into one of the abandoned factories. "Mr. Jameson! Mr. Jameson! I've lured Frank Lawrence here-tell your boys to kill him!"

"Hehe..."

A man around sixty strode out of the factory, holding a cigar between his lips and wearing a pinstripe suit.

Frank quickly recognized him-it was Larry Jameson.

He was chatting with Helen back at the Zamri lease bid, and Juno was with him back then. Frank also remembered Helen saying that he was one of Zamri's Three Bears.

And now, Larry breathed a puff of his cigar as he watched Frank alighted, chuckling. "So you're Frank Lawrence, Helen Lane's husband?"

"That's right." Frank strode up and stood before Larry, while shaking his head at Peter, who had quickly hidden himself behind Larry. "I thought you'd improve yourself after leaving Riverton for a while, but it turns out you remain ever despicable."

That still depends on

a piece of shit like

what Peter was planning, and he pointed at Larry. "So you think that

Larry laughed, shaking his head. "Calm down, kid. I can admit that Helen Lane has skill, stealing so many projects from me in days

his hand, and the factory roller doors

goons then charged in, surrounding Frank while Larry chuckled. "Word is that you're a martial artist, so I've invited the Hansen brothers, the very best of Zamri. I'll have you know that they stand at the top of Skyrank, and they are

orders, two martial artists-one scrawny and one rotund-leapt down the roof, landing in front of Frank with a

already glaring at Frank in contempt. "Hehe. We were paid twenty million