The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Arriving at the drawing room, Frank saw a familiar face that he had just met recently.

"Oh, it's you?"

Stella was seated primly on the couch, scowling even as a servant brought her tea.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Frank asked as he sat down comfortably on the couch, leveling an interested look at the woman who was somehow completely different than when he saw her days ago.

If she had been haughty and endlessly confident about being an heiress of the Favonis, she was now the image of someone beaten.

Her eyes were bloodshot even as she looked up, rasping, "F-Frank Lawrence, I've come to apologize."

"Apologize?"

Frank was left dumbstruck by her words, not expecting Stella to come all this way to apologize.

Still, he shook his head and laughed. "Well, you don't like you're really apologizing! The public really have a lot to say about me these days, about me being a disgrace to all martial artists and whatnot." "It's my family and my brother's excuse."

and quickly leveling Frank a pleading look. "It was all Gerry's fault, and you've avenged yourself after killing him. But I came to apologize for no other reason than to ask that you spare my

"Spare your brother's life?"

He's getting quite full of himself, bragging to everyone that he would make despicable

flinching, and she bit her own lips so hard

on taking me down in the name of justice, and so be it. I don't care how others see me anyway, but they must be ready to pay since they

"N-No!"

feet and stopped

with herself and finally told him why she

Favonis were divided into two

were leading the

had taken the difficult path of striving to make something for themselves

and the rest-opted to ally themselves to one of the major sects

offer came to them

that Favoni faction, Hundred Bane Sect provided them with many Blood Centipede