The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The Hansen brothers' question left Larry frowning in doubt too, and he turned to Peter. "Are you sure he's Frank Lawrence, Helen Lane's husband?"

"Yes!"

Peter's eyes were glued to Frank as he sneered. "Don't worry, Mr. Jameson. I'd recognize him anywhere."

"You'd better, or you know what's going to happen." Larry chuckled coolly.

Peter flinched right then but quickly flashed a fawning smile. "What are you saying, Mr. Jameson? Why would I lie to you? I mean, I still owe you ninety million dollars! I'd never lie to you even if it means giving up Lanecorp as collateral, right?"

Frank could hear them despite being encircled-it seemed that Peter had betrayed him and Helen because of his debt to Larry.

"Scumbag..." He glowered.

Helen's family was less than human, and they were intent on squeezing her

toward Larry when he saw

to a bed in one of my suburban mansions. I'll show her some proper hospitality once I'm done with you. Still, I must say that she's so hot I almost can't bear to lay a finger on her! Tut, tut, I really wouldn't have a taste

scowled at the sixtyish man's despicable attitude, he was

be pointless, but word of advice-run before I get started. Training isn't easy, and life is precious.

brothers pausing and trading glances before bursting

kid? Did you think we wouldn't know if you can fight? You don't think we can't tell what level you are, do you? You're bluffing