The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"What?"

Wilk and his wife simply could not understand what Frank was saying, but even as they zoned out, Frank thrusted his needles viciously into Patek's back. "Argh!!!"

Patek howled in agony right then. "Mom! Dad! Save me! It hurts!!!!"

Wilk's eyes were wide and bloodshot at his son's cries, and he lunged maniacally at Frank. "Let go of my son, you animal!"

"I'll kill you!" Mrs. Sturgeon followed suit.

However, Kat kicked both of them to the floor, and Mrs. Sturgeon passed out from sheer agitation as she collapsed.

Kat planted herself on top of Wilk in turn, grabbing him by the hair to lift his head, while shoving Frank's 500 grand check into his mouth.

"You think your son's life is precious, but Lauren's is expendable? Take your 500 grand and look closely! Your son will return what he stole from Lauren now!" "Umph..." Wilk kept flailing but simply could not free himself—it was as if Kat was a thousand ton boulder, crushing him beneath her weight.

Kat chuckled. "Master Lawrence is very good-your son won't die so soon. He'll

and without giving any anesthetic.

rolled up

too as he could feel his body being sliced open, though he was

as Frank took the kidney transplanted to him

"Argh..."

worst pain Patek ever felt in his life. But because his arteries were sealed, he could only manage a quiet whimper while every fiber of

letting

with his pure vigor, stitching up the incision on

to Lauren after clearing his body of toxins and stitching up

was improving visibly, with healthy redness showing on

stunned