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 debts?" "Heh—I'm

will take your girl

live a little longer." He was not hiding his threat at all, while

it takes to make me leave? The way I see it, you're the one who should be leaving!" "You bastard! How dare a manwhore like you speak in that

"Frank...

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

young age—you can't beat him!

can make life very difficult for you once you mess with him!" Frank remained undaunted despite Glen telling him everything about Glen, and he started straight towards the line of fire

well into Transcendent rank? I can't beat him?"

am a son-in-law of

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

yielded to Jan earlier