The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"F-Fuck off?!"

Willy almost flew into a rage but was afraid of flipping out.

He nodded politely at Frank and glanced at Roman once before fleeing.

And fled he did, like a rat who saw a cat, showing no intention to fight back at all.

It was frustrating, but there was nothing he could do as he cursed inwardly.

Meanwhile, the production crew was left shaking in their boots, afraid to breathe as they watched Willy leave fearfully.

Who on earth was Frank to be able to tell Willy to fuck off?! One of Morhen's most famous bigwigs?!

On top of that, Willy was afraid to even retort. In fact, he did not dare say a word and fucked off as he was told.

Alfred Moran the director and Jeff Bale the screenwriter were both gasping.

he ordered the security guards to help Roman attack

knees in front of Frank, Alfred pleaded,

"Don't bother."

didn't expect Roman Xinder to behave so rudely-I'm not imposing, am I?" Frank's question left Alfred sweating all over his face-one of the actresses in his production was this

flashed an apologetic smile. "No, of course not. Your visit honors

"Honor, huh?"

corner, shaking his

have insulted Frank if they knew who he was? Could he not

didn't mean anything by it. "Keep filming.

"O-Okay..."

relief and

Frank can

here was helpful

things would be way worse, as Roman would still be throwing a hissy fit and refusing to cooperate, while Willy would