The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Jaden nodded. "Very well. Now that I'm here, Frank Lawrence will be resting in pieces. I hope you won't forget your end of the bargain, Mr. Bearson."

"Absolutely." Troy nodded and gestured. "In that case, shall we get going?"

"Hehe. Of course it's only right that I accept your goodwill." Jaden smiled.

As everyone got in the car Troy prepared, they could not see the cold, vile smile on his face from within.

"How dare you get insolent with me, brat," he muttered. "You will get it soon enough!"

Soon, the luxury car took them to one of Bearson Group's grandest hotels, and Troy's grin broadened as he watched Jaden defenselessly drink a glass of fine wine that was spiked.

Stella, who had been quietly as she stayed beside Jaden, appeared suspicious as she felt the nagging feeling that something was out of place.

That feeling actually peaked when she watched Troy send his people to deliver a letter of challenge to Frank.

"Heh, finally."

Frank was lounging on the couch, sneering as he glanced at the letter on the coffee table.

Winter was

confident about Frank's abilities, but concern had a way of messing with the mind,

and Helen were not working

capture every Favoni!" Vicky sneered, seated opposite Frank and crossing her legs. "I really doubt some measly family from Norsedam would mess with us Turnbulls!" "Calm down,

"Calm down?"

who suggested just last night that we should just blow up Zamri Square? You're a lot

UMS

was just worried..." Helen muttered, sliding

up, rolling his eyes at both

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to death? Don't

making this out I

you have

confidence in

women shook their