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."

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 brother's

"Spare your brother's life?"

to everyone that he would make despicable me pay... And I wonder, even if I let

bit her

be it. I don't care

"N-No!"

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