The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Seeing the oncoming black Mercedes, a thug in a singlet quickly turned and ran inside the temple to report, "Boss, he's here!"

"Shit, so that's why he's not haggling-he's filthy rich!"

There were over a dozen thugs, but they were the least important thugs there ever were. Even the boss was only in his twenties, and his hair was dyed in a variety of colors.

As Frank alighted and was heading towards them, he raised his metal bat and pointed at Frank pompously. "Stop right there! Not one step closer!"

"Okay, okay..."

Frank threw up his hands and surrendered while subtly looking around for the elderly man with a steel mask covering half his face.

"Where's the money?"

The thug boss frowned as he studied Frank just then.

"There's no briefcase in the car, boss!"

A thug had rushed over to rummage through the black Mercedes and did not find any briefcase containing money.

you're fucking

thug boss was at once furious, raising his baseball bat and ready to

could tell by then that every thug present was within sight, while Aion and

How unprofessional...

that thought, he punched away the thug boss's metal bat, leaving it dented by

thug boss's wrist, leaving the

lunged at Frank anyway, ready to beat him up...

wary if they had someone watching Aion and Mona, but they were irregulars, not

swinging his palm and dislocating the shoulders of the

to the floor

"Honestly..."

Frank shook his head.

even

looking for a briefcase containing money-they did not even know enough to

whole thing

Frank entered the rundown temple that he realize why the thugs were not keeping