The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank remained impassive despite Stella's tearful pleas, snorting. "So? What business of mine is your family's troubles?"

He was not about to change his mind... or he could not, to be precise.

The Favonis were determined to kill him, so he could not just play saint just because Stella was begging him through tears and let Jaden kill him.

Moreover, Stella really was not a looker and lacked charm-even if she did, Frank was not about to fall for it.

"You should save your breath for your father and brother," Frank said shortly.

His principles were always simple-he would keep out of anyone's way, as long as they kept out of his.

However, that only left Stella further pained.

She had already told her father and brother a hundred times over that Frank was above them and was not to be messed with, but they were too prideful to listen.

They even believed that Frank bewitched her.

Moreover, some twentyish youth massacred over thirty Favoni martial artists? If word of that got out, they would be laughed at!

And being a family whose main business is outsourcing security personnel, who would ever trust them again after they found out the truth? Let alone hire their martial artists or bodyguards?

in trouble-even if it meant

see that much, which was why she was here

returned and reported, "Boss-ahem, I mean, Mr. Lawrence-two other

Frank raised a

Blackie was exclaiming excitedly, "Both of them are beautiful. One's voluptuous,

them in..." Frank waved

Stella doing

be all about the looks? Was he refusing her because she

"Tut, tut, tut..."

cheeks in reflex, someone clicked her tongue audibly before

a woman in a red dress

her stunning

long legs, which i

in

and

were covered in fishnets.

shaking her head, another girl who had just come of age but was wearing a school