The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Gerry felt terror from the bottom of his heart.

Frank was not joking-he would really kill him!

"How dare you, Frank!"

Stella strode up between her boyfriend and Frank, smirking. "You sure talk big, but look around-my family's martial artists are standing all around you! You're the one who's going down!" "Oh, really?"

Frank chuckled sinisterly. "Care to test that theory?"

"You prick! You really won't give up, huh?! Go, take him down and skin him!"

At Stella's bellow, the martial artists around Frank leaped toward Frank, ready to attack him with their martial techniques.

Terrified, the Lanecorp employees fled the lobby.

"It's your fault for messing with Ms. Favoni, brat! Now, you can watch while we skin you!"

The Favonis' martial artists actually proved to be skilled-unlike other martial artists Frank encountered before, the Favoni were serious about grooming them with their resources.

positioning was planned and executed perfectly, and they quickly cut off all escape

are all martial artists!" one of the maimed

coldly in turn. "Run?

wielders trained by her family, and even an

as the men closed in with

take down

did, bathing the

the Favoni

type who could

he barked, pure vigor flowing throughout his body as he projected a subtle circle of

artists struck Frank's neck with an audible metallic

showing all over his

even held back just to keep Frank alive

the other Favoni

into the same

whatever weapons they wielded proving ineffective even as they