The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank nodded and added, "I'll have everyone from the health and security department come over and protect Lanecorp. This place will be fine if they're after me, but once I leave, they'll come if they're after Lanecorp in the first place."

Vicky nodded. "Yeah. I'll have my family's blackguards help too."

"Blackguards?"

Frank remembered the Turnbull blackguards.

He did not hold up much hope-those men had ability, but they also had serious attitude problems.

Still, anything worked, and the more the merrier.

Nodding, Frank wasted no time and took the elevator down to the basement parking lot, when his phone rang just as he got into his car.

At a nearby tower, a masked middle-aged man was sitting in a distant skyscraper, concealed behind a one-way tinted glass curtain.

He lowered his binoculars as an Audi left Lanecorp, and he whipped out his walkie-talkie to call his friends on an encrypted channel. "Frank Lawrence has just left Lanecorp. Repeat, Frank Lawrence has just left Lanecorp."

"Roger," his friend replied over the walkie-talkie. "You and Blaze stick to the plan and ambush the target. Bolt and I will plant explosives around Lanecorp-that building will be wiped off the face of Zamri." "Roger!"

"Execute."

"Hehehe..."

fuck this up-it's an opportunity to prove ourselves to the Lionhearts. Remember, Frank

"Roger!"

four stewards went to work, with the masked

of brute strength, there might be nothing to brag

they were Blackrank, and they had a million different ways to take

"Hmm?!"

as he drove, and the feeling peaked when he made

There were no pedestrians nor a single car along the street, which was

narrowed his eyes and chuckled but calmly drove

about to leave the street and enter a three-way junction when a fuel

only had a glimpse of the masked man in the driver's seat narrowing his

"Hehehe!!!"

the

beat, both fuel trucks slammed into