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

"Roger!"

that, the four stewards went to work, with the masked middle-aged man sneering as he rose to

brute strength, there might be nothing

were Blackrank, and they had a million

"Hmm?!"

was amiss as he drove, and the feeling

he realized what was wrong. There were no pedestrians nor a

Frank narrowed his eyes

three-way junction when a fuel truck suddenly came bounding down

only had a glimpse of the masked man in the

"Hehehe!!!"

maniacal laughter could be heard as Frank promptly turned and saw the other masked

fuel trucks slammed into each