The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank stood at a corner, his eyes growing cold as he stared at Rob's conceited expression.

"Frank Lawrence, was it?" Jan Lionheart strode over, folding his arms before his chest as he sneered at Frank.

"I heard you've been messing with my family a lot of late." "So?" Frank replied as he strode up, shielding Vicky and the others behind him.

"Don't get so nervous.

I'm not interested in you...

for now." Jan grinned as he flicked his ink-green military coat.

"But you should strut while the Lord of the Southern Woods is still alive...

stiffened, and he quickly demanded, "Debts? What

you will take your girl with you and get out

at least live a little longer." He was not hiding his threat at

"You bastard! How dare a manwhore like you speak in that manner to General Lionheart! Do you want to die?!" Even as Rob bellowed once Frank was finished, the dozens of soldiers armed to the teeth trained their guns on

"Frank...

fight him..." Glen rasped feebly as he regained consciousness, "Among the younger Lionhearts, Jan is only

advanced well into Transcendent rank at a young age—you can't beat him!

for you once you mess with him!" Frank remained undaunted despite Glen telling him everything about Glen, and he

rank? I can't beat him?" Frank spoke

son-in-law of

trouble!" Even as he spoke, Til Tomek flinched as he hid in a corner, hanging his head

yielded to Jan earlier just