The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"What..."

Wilk looked on, finally coming to his senses.

Both the brat and the man with her were martial artists, and the security guards he spent so much on did not even last a blow!

"W-Who are you?!"

Fear seizing him right then, Wilk kept his arms around his son as he stumbled backward.

"Who am I?"

Frank sneered. "You don't deserve to know!"

Projecting two strands of pure vigor at his fingertips, he launched both with a flick.

balance and dropped to his knees right then, as overwhelming

son, still in his arms, grunted

that he was kneeling in front of the unconscious Lauren. A sense of humiliation seized him, causing his insides to churn and

who I am?!" he bellowed. "I'm the CEO of Wilktrade! The Jankos and the Sunblazers have my back! Now get down on your knees and beg, and I just might let you keep a pretty corpse-"

the face before he could finish, snorting. "You

that the brat was still strutting in his face, raising a shaking finger at her as he bellowed, "Fine... You're both dead! You will both

head and yelled, "Mrs. Zeigt Call the Sunblazers and the Jankos right now! Tell them that I,

"O-Okay!"

had been hiding outside,

to chase after her, but Frank remained impassive, raising a hand to stop her. "Let

"You really don't know anything, do you?! Barring the Four Families of Morhen, the Jankos are the

appear surprised or panicked

she fell to her knees with a thud just like her husband. However, she was far less calm, clutching her knees and howling hysterically while cursing Frank with every expletive there